The gal I left behind me

(words collected by Peter Budd)


I struck the trail in seventy-nine
The herd strung out behind me
As I jogged along my mind went back
To the girl I left behind me



    That sweet little gal, that true little gal
    That gal I left behind me
    That sweet little gal, that true little gal
    That gal I left behind me



If I ever get off the train
And the Indians they don't find me
I'll make my way straight back again
To the gal I left behind me



 * Refrain



The wind did blow, the rain did flow
The hail did fall and blind me
I thought of that gal, that sweet little gal
That gal I'd left behind me



 * Refrain



She wrote ahead to the place I said
I was always glad to find it
She says, I'm true, when you get through
Ride back and you will find me



 * Refrain



When we sold out, I took the train
I know when I would find her
When I got back, we had a smack
And that was no gol-darned liar



 * Refrain