[ti:The Dying Cowboy]
[ar:Jules Verne Allen,Whitter]
[al:Lullaby Yodel]
[by:]
[00:00.00]The Dying Cowboy - Various Artists (欧美群星)
[00:07.53]Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
[00:14.92]These words came low and mournfully
[00:21.74]From the pouted lips of a youth who lay
[00:28.43]On his dying bed at the close of day
[00:35.22]He had wailed in pain till o'er his brow
[00:42.13]Death's shadows fast were gathering now
[00:48.91]He thought of his home and his loved ones nigh
[00:55.85]As the cowboys gathered to see him die
[01:02.79]Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
[01:09.31]Where the wild cayotes howl he can howl o'er me
[01:15.55]In a narrow grave just six by three
[01:22.55]Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
[01:29.52]It matters not though I've been told
[01:35.88]Where the body lies when the heart grows cold
[01:42.46]Yet grant oh grant this wish to me
[01:49.06]Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
[01:55.43]Oh bury me not and his voice failed there
[02:02.09]But we took no heed of his dying prayer
[02:08.85]In a narrow grave just six by three
[02:15.37]We buried him there on the lone prairie
[02:21.89]Oh we buried him there on the lone prairie
[02:28.51]Where the wild rose blooms and the wind blows free
[02:35.14]Oh his pale young face nevermore to see
[02:41.87]For we buried him there on the lone prairie
[02:48.39]And the cowboys now as they roam the plain
[02:54.88]For they marked the spot where his bones were lain
[03:01.54]Fling a handful of roses o'er his grave
[03:08.15]With a prayer to him who his soul will save