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Sometimes it's hard to remember the lyrics for all those traditional old cowboy and Western songs no matter how hard we try. Here are the words for some of the classic songs as well as the words for the songs you may not hear anymore.

New songs will be added on a regular basis. If you are looking for the words for a particular song let me know and I will try to post them. Happy Singing! I'll tell you why I left there And how I came to roam, And leave my poor old mammy, So far away from home.

I used to love a gal there, Her name was Sallie Black, I asked her for to marry me, She said it was a whack.

She says to me, "Joe Bowers, Before you hitch for life, You ought to have a little home To keep your little wife. I'll never forget my feelings When I bid adieu to all. Sal, she cotched me round the neck And I began to bawl. When I got to this here country I hadn't nary a red, I had such wolfish feelings I wished myself most dead.

At last I went to mining, Put in my biggest licks, Came down upon the boulders Just like a thousand bricks. It told me the goldarndest news That ever you did hear, My heart it is a-bustin' So please excuse this tear. I'll tell you what it was, boys, You'll bust your sides I know; For when I read that letter You ought to seen poor Joe. My knees gave 'way beneath me, And I pulled out half my hair; And if you ever tell this now, You bet you'll hear me swear.

It said my Sallie was fickle, Her love for me had fled, That she had married a butcher, Whose hair was awful red; It told me more than that, It's enough to make me swear,— It said that Sallie had a baby And the baby had red hair.

Now I've told you all that I can tell About this sad affair, 'Bout Sallie marrying the butcher And the baby had red hair. But whether it was a boy or girl The letter never said, It only said its cussed hair Was inclined to be red. The bawl of a steer, To a cowboy's ear, Is music of sweetest strain; And the yelping notes Of the gray cayotes To him are a glad refrain. And his jolly songs Speed him along, As he thinks of the little gal With golden hair Who is waiting there At the bars of the home corral.

For a kingly crown In the noisy town His saddle he wouldn't change; No life so free As the life we see Way out on the Yaso range. His eyes are bright And his heart as light As the smoke of his cigarette; There's never a care For his soul to bear, No trouble to make him fret. The rapid beat Of his broncho's feet On the sod as he speeds along, Keeps living time To the ringing rhyme Of his rollicking cowboy song.

Hike it, cowboys, For the range away On the back of a bronc of steel, With a careless flirt Of the raw-hide quirt And a dig of a roweled heel! The winds may blow And the thunder growl Or the breezes may safely moan;— A cowboy's life Is a royal life, His saddle his kingly throne. Saddle up, boys, For the work is play When love's in the cowboy's eyes,— When his heart is light As the clouds of white That swim in the summer skies. Come all you jolly cowmen, don't you want to go Way up on the Kansas line?

Where you whoop up the cattle from morning till night All out in the midnight rain. The cowboy's life is a dreadful life, He's driven through heat and cold; I'm almost froze with the water on my clothes, A-ridin' through heat and cold. I've been where the lightnin', the lightnin' tangled in my eyes, The cattle I could scarcely hold; Think I heard my boss man say: "I want all brave-hearted men who ain't afraid to die To whoop up the cattle from morning till night, Way up on the Kansas line.

Speaking of your farms and your shanty charms, Speaking of your silver and gold,— Take a cowman's advice, go and marry you a true and lovely little wife, Never to roam, always stay at home; That's a cowman's, a cowman's advice, Way up on the Kansas line. Think I heard the noisy cook say, "Wake up, boys, it's near the break of day,"— Way up on the Kansas line, And slowly we will rise with the sleepy feeling eyes, Way up on the Kansas line. The cowboy's life is a dreary, dreary life, All out in the midnight rain; I'm almost froze with the water on my clothes, Way up on the Kansas line.

In a rusty, worn-out cabin sat a broken-hearted leaser, His singlejack was resting on his knee. His old "buggy" in the corner told the same old plaintive tale, His ore had left in all his poverty. He lifted his old singlejack, gazed on its battered face, And said: "Old boy, I know we're not to blame; Our gold has us forsaken, some other path it's taken, But I still believe we'll strike it just the same.

My dear old boy don't mind it, we won't starve if we don't find it, And we'll drill and shoot and find it just the same. I've made just coin enough to keep poorer than a snake. My jack's ate all my books on mining law. I've worn gunny-sacks for overalls, and 'California socks,' I've burned candles that would reach from here to Maine, I've lived on powder, smoke, and bacon, that's no lie, boy, I'm not fakin', But I still believe we'll strike it just the same.

I lay there, boy, I could not sleep, I had a feverish brow, Got up, went back, and put in six holes more. And then, boy, I was chokin' just to see the ground I'd broken; But alas! My dear old boy, don't mind it, we won't starve if we don't find it, And I still believe I'll strike it just the same. On Buena Vista battlefield A dying soldier lay, His thoughts were on his mountain home Some thousand miles away.

He called his comrade to his side, For much he had to say, In briefest words to those who were Some thousand miles away. I make a pillow of it now On which to lay my head, A winding sheet you'll make of it When I am with the dead. And oh, when you shall tell to her The tidings of this day, Speak softly, comrade, softly speak What you may have to say. I am her only, cherished child, But tell her that I died Rejoicing that she taught me young To take my country's side.

Everything for Guitarists, at the Best Prices in Town! Shall Arizona woo me Where the meek Apache bides? Or New Mexico where natives grow With arrow-proof insides? Nay, 'tis where the grizzlies wander And the lonely diggers roam, And the grim Chinese from the squatter flees That I'll make my humble home.

I'll chase the wild tarantula And the fierce cayote I'll dare, And the locust grim, I'll battle him In his native wildwood lair. I am a Mormon bishop and I will tell you what I know.

I joined the confraternity some forty years ago. I then had youth upon my brow and eloquence my tongue, But I had the sad misfortune then to meet with Brigham Young. He said, "Young man, come join our band and bid hard work farewell, You are too smart to waste your time in toil by hill and dell; There is a ripening harvest and our hooks shall find the fool And in the distant nations we shall train them in our school.

I listened to his preaching and I learned all the role, And the truth of Mormon doctrines burned deep within my soul. I married sixteen women and I spread my new belief, I was sent to preach the gospel to the pauper and the thief.

They took in Dr. Robertson and left him in his gore, And the Aiken brothers sleep in peace on Nephi's distant shore. We marched to Mountain Meadows and on that glorious field With rifle and with hatchet we made man and woman yield. We left the butchered victims on the ground without a grave. We slew the load of emigrants on Sublet's lonely road And plundered many a trader of his then most precious load. Alas for all the powers that were in the by-gone time. What we did as deeds of glory are condemned as bloody crime.

No more the blood atonements keep the doubting one in fear, While the faithful were rewarded with a wedding once a year. As the nation's chieftain president says our days of rule are o'er And his marshals with their warrants are on watch at every door, Old John he now goes skulking on the by-roads of our land, Or unknown he keeps in hiding with the faithful of our band. Old Brigham now is stretched beneath the cold and silent clay, And the chieftains now are fallen that were mighty in their day; Of the six and twenty women that I wedded long ago There are two now left to cheer me in these awful hours of woe.

The rest are scattered where the Gentile's flag's unfurled And two score of my daughters are now numbered with the world. Oh, my poor old bones are aching and my head is turning gray; Oh, the scenes were black and awful that I've witnessed in my day. Let my spirit seek the mansion where old Brigham's gone to dwell, For there's no place for Mormons but the lowest pits of hell. Dan Taylor is a rollicking cuss, A frisky son of a gun, He loves to court the maidens And he savies how it's done.

He used to be a cowboy And they say he wasn't slow, He could ride the bucking bronco And swing the long lasso. He could catch a maverick by the head Or heel him on the fly, He could pick up his front ones Whenever he chose to try.

He used to ride most anything; Now he seldom will. He says they cut some caper in the air Of which he's got his fill. He is done and quit the business, Settled down to quiet life, And he's hunting for some maiden Who will be his little wife,—. Then he'll build a cozy cottage And furnish it complete, He'll decorate the walls inside With pictures new and sweet.

He will leave off riding broncos And be a different man; He will do his best to please his wife In every way he can. Then together in double harness They will trot along down the line, Until death shall call them over To a bright and sunny clime. May your joys be then completed And your sorrows have amend, Is the fondest wish of the writer,— Your true and faithful friend. Come, all you bold, undaunted men, You outlaws of the day, It's time to beware of the ball and chain And also slavery.

He had scarcely landed, as I tell you, Upon Australia's shore, Than he became a real highwayman, As he had been before. Jack Donahoo, who was so brave, Rode out that afternoon, Knowing not that the pain of death Would overtake him soon. So quickly then the horse police From Sidney came to view; "Begone from here, you cowardly dogs," Says bold Jack Donahoo. The captain and the sergeant Stopped then to decide. The captain and the sergeant The men they did divide; They fired from behind him And also from each side; It's six police he did shoot down Before the fatal ball Did pierce the heart of Donahoo And cause bold Jack to fall.

And when he fell, he closed his eyes, He bid the world adieu; Come, all you boys, and sing the song Of bold Jack Donahoo. I'm a lonely bull-whacker On the Red Cloud line, I can lick any son of a gun That will yoke an ox of mine.

It's out on the road With a very heavy load, With a very awkward team And a very muddy road, You may whip and you may holler, But if you cuss it's on the sly; Then whack the cattle on, boys,— Root hog or die.

It's out on the road These sights are to be seen, The antelope and buffalo, The prairie all so green,— The antelope and buffalo, The rabbit jumps so high; It's whack the cattle on, boys,— Root hog or die. It's every day at twelve There's something for to do; And if there's nothing else, There's a pony for to shoe; I'll throw him down, And still I'll make him lie; Little pig, big pig, Root hog or die.

Now perhaps you'd like to know What we have to eat, A little piece of bread And a little dirty meat, A little black coffee, And whiskey on the sly; It's whack the cattle on, boys,— Root hog or die. There's hard old times on Bitter Creek That never can be beat, It was root hog or die Under every wagon sheet; We cleaned up all the Indians, Drank all the alkali, And it's whack the cattle on, boys,— Root hog or die.

She could smile, she could chuckle, She could roll her hog eye; Then it's whack the cattle on, boys,— Root hog or die. Hurrah for the buffalo hunters! Hurrah for the cart brigade! That creak along on its winding way, While we dance and sing and play.

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