Nhạc sĩ: Jimmy C Newman
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at easeSays one, I'll tell you something boys if you will listen pleaseI am an old cow puncher and now I'm dressed in ragsI used to be a tough one and go on great big dragsBut I have got a home boys, a good one you all knowAlthough I have not seen it since long, long agoI'm going back to Dixie once more to see them allI'm going to see my mother when the work's all done this fallAfter the roundup's over, after the shipping's doneI'm going homeI'm going right straight home boys for all my money's goneI have changed my ways boys and no more will I fallAnd I am going home boys when the work's all done this fallMusicWhen I left my home boys my mother for me criedShe begged me not to go boys for me she would have diedMy mother's heart is broken, it broke for me that's allWith God's help I will go home boys for me she would have diedI'm going back to Dixie once more to see her when the work's all done this fallThat very night this cowboy went out to stand his guardThe night was dark and cloudy and storming very hardThe cattle they got frightened and rushed in wild stampedeThe cowboy tried to head them riding at full speedWhile riding in the darknessSo loudly did he shoutTrying his best to head them and turn the herd aboutHis saddle horse did stumble and on him it did fallNow he won't see his mother when the work's all done this fallMusicHis body was so mangled the boys all thought him deadThey picked him up so gently and laid him on the bedHe opened wide his blue eyes and looking all aroundHe motioned to his comrade sitting near me on the groundBoys said my mom my wages, the wages I owe youI have earnedFor I am so afraid boys, my last year I have turnedI'm going to a new range I hear the Masters callAnd I'll not see my mother when the work's all done this fallFred you take my saddle George you take my bedBill you take my pistol after I am deadBill you take my pistol after I am deadAnd think of me kindly when you look upon them all.For I'll not see my mother when the work's all done this fall.For Charlie was buried at sunrise, no tombstone at his head.Nothing but a little board and this is what it said.Charlie died at daybreak, he died from a fall.And he'll not see his mother when the work's all done this fall.