Classic Poem

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.