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Verse 1
these words came low and mournfully
from the pouted lips of a youth who lay
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on his dying bed at the close of day
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Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
where the coyote howls
and the wind blows free
in a narrow grave just six by three
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It mat ters not i've oft been told
where the body lies when the
heart grows cold
yet grant oh grant this wish to me
where the coyote howls
and the wind blows free
in a narrow grave just six by three
death's shadows fast were gathering now
he thought of his friends
and his home but nigh
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as the cowboys gathered to see him die
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Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
these words came low and mournfully
from the pouted lips of a youth who lay
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on his dying bed at the close of day
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We took no heed of his dying prayer
in a narrow grave we buried him there
in a narrow grave just six by three
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we buried him there on the lone prairie
where the coyote howls
and the wind blows free
in a narrow grave just six by three
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oh bury me not on the lone prairie
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