Along about round-up time
In Texas way out West
I lost a friend and a pal, boys
I laid him down to rest

I weeped and moaned over his grave
And to me boys it was sad
'Cause I knew down beneath that mound
Lay the best pal I ever had

Oh de lady a, de oh lady oh, de ladie
My best pal was my old paint horse
And now he's gone to rest
I laid him down beneath that mound

In Texas away out West
Where the cactus blooms over his grave
And the coyotes cry
I know he sleeps in perfect peace

Beneath the Texas sky
Dear old pal it breaks my heart
To leave you here alone
Now I'll go and ride the range

On the Texas roan
But my love for you, old pal
It shall linger on
I will always think of you

Although you're dead and gone

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Writer(s): BILL MONROE