Doney-Gal
Traveling up the lonesome trail
Where man and his horse seldom ever fail;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Sogging along through fog and dew,
Wishing for sunny days and you;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Over the prairies lean and brown,
On through the wastes where stands no town;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Swimming the rivers across our way,
We fight on forward day end on day;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Bedding the cattle, singing a song,
We ride the night-herd all night long;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
When the storm breaks on the quiet mead,
We follow the cattle on their wild stampede;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Trailing the herd through mountains green,
We pen the cattle in Abilene.
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Round the camp-fire's flickering glow,
We sing the songs of long ago.
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Where man and his horse seldom ever fail;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Sogging along through fog and dew,
Wishing for sunny days and you;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Over the prairies lean and brown,
On through the wastes where stands no town;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Swimming the rivers across our way,
We fight on forward day end on day;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Bedding the cattle, singing a song,
We ride the night-herd all night long;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
When the storm breaks on the quiet mead,
We follow the cattle on their wild stampede;
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Trailing the herd through mountains green,
We pen the cattle in Abilene.
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
Round the camp-fire's flickering glow,
We sing the songs of long ago.
Rain and hail, sleet and snow,
Me and my Doney-gal a-bound to go.
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