The Lone Prairie taby ukulele według Sam Shackleton

Intro: Eb Cm Eb

Verse 1:
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“Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie”
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These words came low and mournfully
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From the pallid lips o' a youth who lay
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On his dying bed at the close of day

Verse 2:
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"It matters not, oh I've been told
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Where the body lies when the heart grows cold
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But grant, oh grant, this wish to me
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Well, bury me not on the lone prairie"

Verse 3:
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"Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie
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Where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free
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Where not a soul will care for me
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Well, bury me not on the lone prairie"

Verse 4:
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"I wish to lie where a mother's prayer
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Or sister's tears can mingle there
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Where friends can come and weep o'er me
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Well, bury me not on the lone prairie"

Verse 5:
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"Oh bury me not", his voice failed there
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And we took no heed o' his dying prayer
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In a narrow grave just six by three
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Well, we bury him there on the lone prairie

Verse 6:
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And the cowboys now, as we roam the plain
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For we marked the spot where his bones were lain
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Fling a handful o' roses o'er his grave
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And a prayer to God for his soul to save