the wind did blow and the rain did fall
and the hail did fall and blind me
as I rode along my thoughts went back
to the gal I left behind me.
If I ever get off the trail and the Indians they don't find me
I'll make my way straight back again to the gal I left behind me.
When we sold out the herd I knew where I would find her.
When I got back we had a smack and I'm no gosh durned liar.
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