My troublin' mind tonight is drifting,
To a cottage far away,
And as restless cattle wander,
I can hear a sweet voice say.
You are leaving, Jack, your darling,
With a lonesome broken heart;
But I'll wait in Lonesome Valley,
Tho' we may be far apart.
You are my queen of Lonesome Valley,
By your side I know no care;
Nights out on the lonesome prairie,
You have been my guiding star.
Soon my faithful paint I'll saddle,
And beneath the western sky,
I'll ride back to Lonesome Valley,
And you'll be my blushing bride.
Yes so well do I remember.
Of the night we said goodbye;
There were teardrops on your cheeks, dear,
As I left your loving side.
But when round up time is over,
Whether skies are dark or fair,
I'll ride back to Lonesome Valley,
For I know I'll find you there.
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