A band of jolly cowboys were ex
One said I'll tell you somethin' boys,
if you will listen, please
I am an old cow puncher and the
year round dressed in rags
I used to be a tough'n boys and
boys, my Mother for me cried
She begged me not to leave her,
for me she would have died
Her poor old heart was breaking
breaking for me that's all
But with God's help I'll see her when
the work's all done this fall
That very night old Charlie would
The night was dark and cloudy
Then the cattle all got frightened
and they ran in wild stampede
He tried his best to turn the
herd while riding at full speed
Jack, you may have my pistol and
And Jim you may have my saddle
Please write my Mother gently
For I'll not see my Mother boys when
the work's all done this fall
Charlie died at day break,
There was nothing but a wooden
slab and this is what it said
"Charlie died at sunrise.
He's heading for that better
range he heard his Master call
