Said, one, I'll tell you something, boys,
if you will listen, please
and here I'm dressed in rags
But I've got a home, boys,
Although I haven't seen it since long,
once more to see them all
I'm going to see my mother
when the work's all done this fall
After the round -up's over,
after the shipping's done
I'm going straight home, boys,
I've changed my ways, boys,
And I am going home, boys,
when the work's all done this fall
When I left my home, boys,
She begged me not to go, boy,
for me she would have died
My mother's heart is breaking,
breaking for me, that's all
And with God's help, I'll see her
when the work's all done this fall
That fairy knight, this cowboy,
went out to stand his guard
The night was dark and cloudy
The cattle herd got frightened
and rushed in wild stampede
The cowboy tried to turn them,
While riding in the darkness,
Trying hard to turn them,
His saddle horse did stumble
Now he won't see his mother
when the work's all done this fall
