Collected by Patrick A. Todd Sung by Mrs. Helen Fultz
Accompanied by herself on Guitar and Mrs. Phydella Hogan, Fayetteville, Arkansas on banjo
Jan 1960 Reel 329, Item 16
1. My friend you've asked the question Why I'm silent, sad and still
Why my brow is always darkened Like a cloud upon a hill
2. Rein in your pony closer And I'll tell to you a tale Of Utah Carl my pardner
And his last ride on the trail
3. Mid Mesquite and the cactus In the Western fairy land Where the cattle roamed by the thousands In many a bunch and brand
4. There's a grave without a headstone Without either a date or a name Where my pardner sleeps in silence It's the land from where I came
5. Long we rode the range together Had ridden side by side I loved him as a brother And I wept when Utah died
6. Together we rode the roundups Cut out and burned the brands
When the dark and the stormy weather came We joined the night herd's dreary band
7. We were rounding up one morning And the work was nearly done
On the right the cattle started On a wild and maddened run.
8. The bosses little daughter Was herding on that side Rushed into stop the cattle And there's where Utah died
P. On the saddle of the pony
Where the bosses daughter sat Utah Carl that morning Had placed a red blanket10. That the saddle might ride easy For Lenore his little friend
But the blanket that he placed there Brought my pardner to his end
11. When Lenore rushed in with her pony To turn the cattle to the right The blanket slipped from under her And caught in her stirrup tight
12. When the cattle saw the blanket Almost trailing on the ground They were maddened in an instant And they charged it with a bound
13. When Lenore saw her danger She turned her pony's face And leaning from the saddle Tried the blanket to replace
14. While leaning from the saddle Fell in front of that wild tide "Lie still Lenore I'm coming"
Is the words my pardner cried
15. About fifty yards behind her Utah came riding fast Little did he think that moment This ride would be his last
16. Many times from out the saddle He had caught the trailing rope To raise Lenore at full speed Was Utah's only hope
17. As the horse approached the maiden Footsteps sure and stately bound Utah leaned from the saddle
To raise Lenore from the ground
18. Such a weight upon his cinches Had never been felt before
The hind cinch snapped assunder And he fell beside Lenore
19. Utah picked up the blanket And waving it o'er his head He started across the prairie Again "Lie still" he said
20. As he started across the prairie Every cowboy held his breath
For we knew the run he was making Either meant his life or death
(con' t)21. Quickly from out his scabbard For he was bound to fight While dying like a cowboy True and tried
22. His pistol flashed like lightning The report rang loud and clear
As the herd closed in upon him He dropped the leading steer
23. As the herd closed in around him My pardner had to fall
Never more to ride the ranges Or to sing the cattle call.
24. He must die upon the ranges His fate was awful hard
I could not make the distance In time to save my pard
25. I went in and knelt beside him For I knew his life was o'er And I faintly heard him murmur "I'm coming, lie still, Lenore"
26. These were Utah Carl's last words He had gone to the endless trail On the call of what was his duty With a nerve that could not fail
27. Some day there's a grand bright future I've heard the preacher say
And I know that my young pardner Won't be lost on that great day
28. For as a true cowboy
He was willing here to die And I know that my young pardner Has a home beyond the sky
Mrs. Fultz later said that she had lost her place and had repeated verses eleven and sixteen and had left out a verse (see below) that should have been sung between verses fourteen and fifteen.
We broke in upon the circle On that never forgotten day From a dozen wounds and bruises His young life ebbed away
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