Frontier Ballads

A Collection of Traditional Western Songs
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Frontier Ballads
THE GIRL OF THE YANKTON STOCKADE
Y ES, it's pretty, this town. And it's always been so; We pioneers picked it for beauty, you know. See the far-rolling bluffs; mark the trees, how they hide All its streets, and, beyond, the Missouri, bank-wide, Swinging down through the bottoms. Up here on the height Is the college. Eh, sightly location? You're right!
It has grown, you may guess, since I've been here; but still It is forty-five years since I looked from this hill One morning, and saw in the stockade down there Our women and children all gathered at prayer, While we, their defenders, with muskets in rest Lay waiting the Sioux coming out of the West.
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