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Has to Be That Way

de William Elliott Whitmore

Oh, bury me not
On the lone prairie
Where the coyotes wail and the wind blows free
And when I die, don't bury me
'Neath the western sky
On the lone praire

Oh! Bury me not
On the lone prairie!
These words came soft and painfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying bed
At the break of day

But we buried him there
On the lone prairie
Where the rattlesnakes hiss and the wind blows free
In a shallow grave, no one to grieve
'Neath the western sky
On the lone praire

Oh! Bury me not
On the lone praire
These words came soft and painfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying bed
At the break of day

On his dying bed
At the break of day

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