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It was long about round up time Texas way out where
I lost a friend in a pile of boys
I let him down to rest
How we moaned o'er his grave
We boys sad
'Cause I knew beneath that mountain
Lay the best pal I'd ever had

(Yodelling)

My best pal was an old paint horse and now he's gone to rest
I laid him down beneath that mountain in Texas, way out west
Where the cactus blooms overage grey and the coyotes cry
I know he sleeps in prefect peace beneath that Texas sky

(Yodelling)

Dear old pal, it breaks my heart to leave you here alone
Now I'll go and ride the reins on a Texas road
But my love for you old pal, it shall linger on
I will always think of you although you're dead and gone

(Yodelling)

Interlude

(Yodelling)

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