Collected by Irene Carlisle Hiss Mary Bedingfield
Transcribed by Mary C. Parler Springdale, Arkansas
March 1, 1951
Reel 95, Item 2
A Group of Jolly Cowboys
(When the Worlds All Done This Fall)
A group of jolly cowboys discussed their plans at ease;
Then one said, "Boys, I'll tell you something, if you please:
You see I am a puncher and almost dressed rags;
I used to be a wild one, and taken on the jags.
"But I have changed my ways, boys; I'll be a better man;
And I'll help my poor old mother, for that I know I can.
I'll And I'll see my mother when the work's all done this fall.
"I have a home boys, and a good one, you know;
But I haven't seen it since years, years ago.
When I left home, boys, my mother for me cried,
Begging and pleading; for me she would have died.
"Oh, I have treated her wrong, boys, for my hard-earned cash I've spent,
When I ought to have saved it, and to my mother sent.
But I'm going home, boys, once more to see them
And I'll see my mother when the work's all done this fall.
"After the roundup's over, after the shipping's done,
I'll see my mother before my money is gone.
My mother's heart is aching, aching for me, that's all,
And by the help of God I'll see her when the work is done this fall."
On that very same night, this cowboy went out on guard;
The night was dark and dreary; the rain was pouring hard;
When the cattle they were frightened, and rushed in a mad stampede;
He tried hard to catch them, but riding at full speed.
While riding through the darkness, most loudly he did shout,
Trying his utmost to turn the herd about.
They buried poor Charlie at sunrise, no tombstone at his grave;
Nothing but a little board, and this is what it said;
"Here is where poor Charlie lies; he was killed by a fall;
Oh, he'll not see his mother when the work is done this fall."
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