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8. We fought them nine long hours,
Before the strife give over. The like of dead and wounded I never saw before.
9. There lie three the noblest rangers
That ever traveled the West, Was buried by their comrades With bullets in their breasts.
10. Perhaps you have a mother,
Likewise a sister too; Perhaps a sweetheart
To weep and mourn for you.
11. If this be your condition
Although you like to roam, 1 will tell you by experience You better stay at home.
12. One word to you, young ladies:
It makes my bosom swell; I wish you all be happy
On this earth may dwell.
13.1 wish you all be happy
On this earth may dwell I'm going away to leave you, Young ladies, fare you well. |
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"Texas Ranger." Obtained from Miss Mary Riddle, Black Mountain, Buncombe County, North Carolina, 1925, who learned it from her father.
1. Come, all you Texas Rangers, wherever you may be, A story I will tell you which happened unto me:
My name — it's nothing extra — my name, I will not tell; I am a Texas Ranger and shortly I must go.
2. At the age of sixteen years I joined the social band; In marching from Cincinnati to the Rio Grande,
How our captain did inform us to what he thought was right: "Before we reach yon station our boys will have to fight." |
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