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The Gal I Left Behind Me
I hit the trail in 79 the herd strung out behind me,
As I jogged along my thoughts went back to the gal I left behind me.
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My sweet little gal, my true little gal the gal I left
behind me
My sweet little gal, my true little gal the gal I left behind me.
The wind did blow and the rain did fall
and the hail did fall and blind me
as I rode along my thoughts went back
to the gal I left behind me.
If I ever get off the trail and the Indians they don't find me
I'll make my way straight back again to the gal I left behind me.
When we sold out the herd I knew where I would find
her.
When I got back we had a smack and I'm no gosh durned liar.
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