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"Well, what are you breaking a hole in our fence for?" says I. "Quit it! Do you want to get buried in a sunk garden, instead of on the lone prairee? Leave our fence alone." "Your fence? It's our fence. Don't I know all about it? It was a damn shame, Curly." "What business is it of yours?" says I to him. "Well, I hate to see the family I work for make such fools of theirselfs."
"When are you going to show him, Curly?" "Oh, sometime some morning, like enough, down there on the dock. He says he'll sneak over from his place, so no one will see him. I don't reckon your pa will mind my showing a young fellow how to rope I'd like to feel a rope in my hand again anyhow. I expect before long he'll be wearing a wide hat and singing 'O, bury me not on the lone prairee!"
If you want to die with terror, look at me. I'm chain-lightnin' As they came abreast the constable held out his hand and the pair automatically laid six-shooters in it and went on without stopping in their song: if I ain't, may I be blessed. I'm a snorter of the boundless, lone prairee. Other citizens than the barber recognized the voices, and frowned or smiled as happened, among whom was Mr.
She caught another glimpse of him a minute later on the summit of the hill beyond. He waved a hand at her, half-turning in his saddle as he rode. Presently she lost him, but faintly the wind swept back to her a haunting snatch of uncouth song: "Oh, bury me out on the lone prairee, In my narrow grave just six by three," Were the words drifted to her by the wind.
"Oh, bury me out on the lone prairee, In a narrow grave just six by three, Where the wild coyotes will howl o'er me Oh, bury me out on the lone prairee." Harrison ripped out an oath. There was a note of gentle irony about the minor strain of the song that he resented. He had given this youth the thrashing of his life, but he had apparently left his spirit quite uncrushed.
Every Saturday night we popped corn or made taffy, and Otto Fuchs used to sing, “For I Am a Cowboy and Know I’ve Done Wrong,” or, “Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairee.” He had a good baritone voice and always led the singing when we went to church services at the sod schoolhouse.
Every Saturday night we popped corn or made taffy, and Otto Fuchs used to sing, 'For I Am a Cowboy and Know I've Done Wrong, or, 'Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairee. He had a good baritone voice and always led the singing when we went to church services at the sod schoolhouse.
You can telephone me if the patient shows signs of bitin' you. Keep tabs on his pulse give him his whiskey regular, but don't by no means allow him to set up in bed and smoke. I'll call again nex' year. So long, sweetness." "You go plump!" laughed Collie. And Billy Dime rode over the hill singing a dolefully cheerful ditty about burying some one on the "lo-o-ne prairee."
I left my wife an' babies, them kids I loved so well, An' I'll find a grave on th' lone prairee, Oh! pardners, ain't it hell?" After this had dragged out its weary length he got an encore, and responded with this gem: "We came up over th' long trail, Three thousand cattle strong. Ned Saunders needed a hair cut, Fer his hair was too darned long.
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