<p class="tit-song">THE JOLLY COWBOY <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page284" name="page284"></SPAN>(p. 284)</span></p>
<p>My lover, he is a cowboy, he's brave and kind and true,<br/>
He rides a Spanish pony, he throws a lasso, too;<br/>
And when he comes to see me our vows we do redeem,<br/>
He throws his arms around me and thus begins to sing:</p>
<p class="add2em">"Ho, I'm a jolly cowboy, from Texas now I hail,<br/>
Give me my quirt and pony, I'm ready for the trail;<br/>
I love the rolling prairies, they're free from care and strife,<br/>
Behind a herd of longhorns I'll journey all my life.</p>
<p>"When early dawn is breaking and we are far away,<br/>
We fall into our saddles, we round-up all the day;<br/>
We rope, we brand, we ear-mark, I tell you we are smart,<br/>
And when the herd is ready, for Kansas then we start.</p>
<p>"Oh, I am a Texas cowboy, lighthearted, brave, and free,<br/>
To roam the wide, wide prairie, 'tis always joy to me.<br/>
My <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page285" name="page285"></SPAN>(p. 285)</span> trusty little pony is my companion true,<br/>
O'er creeks and hills and rivers he's sure to pull me through.</p>
<p>"When threatening clouds do gather and herded lightnings flash,<br/>
And heavy rain drops splatter, and rolling thunders crash;<br/>
What keeps the herd from running, stampeding far and wide?<br/>
The cowboy's long, low whistle and singing by their side.</p>
<p>"When in Kansas City, our boss he pays us up,<br/>
We loaf around the city and take a parting cup;<br/>
We bid farewell to city life, from noisy crowds we come,<br/>
And back to dear old Texas, the cowboy's native home."</p>
<p>Oh, he is coming back to marry the only girl he loves,<br/>
He says I am his darling, I am his own true love;<br/>
Some day we two will marry and then no more he'll roam,<br/>
But settle down with Mary in a cozy little home.</p>
<p class="add2em">"Ho, I'm a jolly cowboy, from Texas now I hail,<br/>
Give me my bond to Mary, I'll quit the Lone Star trail.<br/>
I <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page286" name="page286"></SPAN>(p. 286)</span> love the rolling prairies, they're free from care and strife,<br/>
But I'll quit the herd of longhorns for the sake of my little wife."</p>
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