Don Edwards - The Dying Cowboy of Rimrock Ranch lyrics

Goodbye to my pal of the prairie Goodbye to the cattle and trail Goodbye to the morning's first gleaming Goodbye to the prairie and vail I'm riding away on last round-up Where the sun is sinking low I'm riding away on my brown girl To the round-up where we all must go Goodbye to the crack of the pistol Goodbye to the wild life's whirl Goodbye to the Rimrock races Goodbye to the wild Irish girl So boys when you're far from the Rimrock You lean over the canyon below You can think of the spot where I'm resting For the round-up of eternal souls I'm riding away on last round-up Where the sun is sinking low I'm riding away on my brown girl To the round-up where we all must go Goodbye to the cry of the coyote Goodbye to the calls of the dove Goodbye to the morning's first gleaming Goodbye to the girl that I love Goodbye to the dawning's first blushes That there in the east faintly glow For the pale rider comes with his summing And I'm willing and ready to go I'm riding away on last round-up Where the sun is sinking low I'm riding away on my brown girl To the round-up where we all must go I'm riding away on last round-up Where the sun is sinking low I'm riding away on my brown girl To the round-up where we all must go