© words & music by Annie Wilson
from CD Sky & Water, Wind & Grass 

Album Note:  In creating this arrangement of several early day cowboy songs collected by folklorists J. Frank Dobie & John Lomax, I’ve followed the folk tradition of adapting, combining, and composing.   In the trail-driving days of the 1870’s and in custom-grazing today, many cattle come up from the southwest to fatten on Flint Hills pastures, so the Mexico-Texas- Kansas connection remains strong.

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Oh bury me not on the lone prairie 
Where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free 
Where the dewdrops glow and the songbirds rest 
And the flowers bloom by their prairie nest 

   These lonesome words  are the last he’d tell 
   As he closed his eyes in his sad farewell 

Oh bury me not on the lone prairie 
Where the buff-a-loes cross the prairie sea 
May the wild rose bloom as the breezes wave 
If I have to sleep in a prairie grave 

I’m goin to leave old Texas now 
They’ve got no use for the longhorn cow 
They’ve plowed and fenced my cattle range 
And the people there are all so strange 

     I’ll take my horse, I’ll take my rope 
     I’ll hit the trail on a long slow lope 

The hard, hard ground  will be my bed 
And the saddle seat will hold my head 

I’ll make my home  on the open range 
For the people there  are not so strange 
I’ll bid adios to the Alamo 
And turn my head down to Mexico