Along about round-up time in Texas, way out West I lost a friend and a pal, boys, I laid him down to rest I weeped and moaned over his grave, to me boys it was sad But I knew down beneath that mound lay the best pal I ever had
My best pal was my old paint horse and now he's gone to rest I laid him down beneath that mound in Texas, away out West Where the cactus blooms over his grave and the coyotes cry I know he sleeps in perfect peace beneath the Texas sky
Dear old pal, it breaks my heart to leave you here alone Now I'll go and ride the range on the Texas roan But my love for you old pal, it shall linger on I will always think of you although you're dead and goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
