The Dying Cowboy

the dying cowboy

The Dying Cowboy sheet music

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The Dying Cowboy Lyrics

O bury me not on the lone prairie
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close of day.

He had wailed in pain till o’er his brow
Death’s shadows fast were gathering now
He though is him home and his loved ones nigh
As the cowboys gathered to see him die.

O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild cayotes will howl o’er me
In a narrow grave just six by three
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

In fancy I listen to the well known words
Of the free, wild winds and the song of the birds
I think of home and the cottage in the bower
And the scenes I loved in my childhood’s hour.

It matters not, I’ve oft been told
Where the body lies when the heart grows cold
Yet, great, Oh grant this wish to me
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

O then bury me not on the lone prairie
In a narrow grave six foot by three
Where the buffalo paws o’er a prairie sea
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

Let my death slumber be where my mother’s prayer
And a sister’s tear will mingle there
Where my friends can come and weep o’er me
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

O bury me not on the lone prairie
In a narrow grave just six by three
Where the buzzard waits and the wind blows free
Then bury me not on the lone prairie.

There is another whose tears may be shed
For one who lies on a prairie bed
It pained me then and it pains me now
She has curled these locks, she has kissed this brow.

These locks she has curled, shall the rattlesnake kiss
This brow she has kissed, shall the cold grave press
For the sake of the loved ones that will weep for me
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild cayotes will howl o’er me
Where the buzzard beats and the wind goes free
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

O bury me not, and his voice failed there
But we took no heed of his dying prayer
In a narrow grave just six by three
We buried him there on the lone prairie.

Where the dew-drops glow and the butterflies rest
And the flowers bloom o’er the prairies crest
Where the wild cayote and winds sport free
On a wet saddle blanket lay a cowboy-ee.

O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild cayotes will howl o’er me
Where the rattlesnakes hiss and the crow files free
O bury me not on the lone prairie.

O we buried him there on the lone prairie
Where the wild rose blooms and the wind blows free
O his pale young face nevermore to see
For we buried him there on the lone prairie.

Yes, we buried him there on the lone prairie
Where the owl all night hoots mournfully
And the blizzard beats and the winds blow free
O’er his lowly grave on the lone prairie.

And the cowboys now as they roam the plain
For they marked the spot where his bones were lain
Fling a handful of roses o’er his grave
With a prayer to Him who his soul will save.

O bury me not on the long prairie
Where the wolves can howl and growl o’er me
Fling a handful of roses o’er my grave
With a prayer to Him who my soul will save.