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Track 11: AUSTIN'S FAIR CITY This was learned from an old Ken Maynard record. In Austin's fair city, Austin's fair city Austin's fair city, 'twas early one day, I spied a young cowboy a handsome young cowboy All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy These words he did say as I boldly stepped by Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story For I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die. Oh beat the drum slowly oh play the fife lowly Oh play the dead march as you carry me along Carry me to the graveyard and throw the sod o'er me For I'm only a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong. My friends and relations, they live in the nation They know not where their boy has gone, I first come to Texas, got hired to a ranch man Got shot in the breast and I know I've done wrong. Someone write a letter to my gray-headed mother Then to my sister my sister so dear But there is another far dearer than mother Who would bitterly weep if she knew I was here. Oh beat the drum slowly oh play the fife lowly Oh play the dead march as you carry me along Carry me to the graveyard and throw the sod o'er me For I'm only a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong. It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing It was once in the saddle I used to ride gay I first took to drinking and then to card-playing Got shot by a gambler, I'm dyin' today. Someone go bring me a drink of cold water A drink of cold water the poor cowboy said But before we could get it his soul had departed His soul had departed the cowboy was dead. Beat the drum slowly oh play the fife lowly Oh play the dead march as you carry me along Carry me to the graveyard and throw the sod o'er me For I'm only a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong. |
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