The Girl I Left Behind Me

As recorded by Jules Allen

I struck the trail in seventy nine,

The herd strung out be hind me.

As I jogged along, my mind ran back

To the gal I left behind me.

That sweet little gal,

That true little gal,

The gal I left behind me.

That sweet little gal, that true little gal,

The gal I left behind me.

The wind did blow, the rain did fall

, The hail did fall and blind me.

I thought of the gal, that sweet little gal,

The gal I left behind me.

If I ever get off the trail,

And the Indians they don’t find me.

I’ll make my way back again,

To the gal I left behind me.

When we sold out, I took the train, I

knew that I would find her.

When I got back we had a smack,

And I’m no golderned liar.