Away out on the old Saint Sabbath lay down to take my rest,
my knapsack for my pillow and my gun across my chest.
Please don't bury me on the lonesome prairie,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!
You can bury me in the east, you can bury me in the west,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!
My father he lies sleeping beneath the deep blue sea,
I have no father no mother, there's none but Nell and me.
Please don't bury me on the lonesome prairie,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!
You can bury me in the east, you can bury me in the west,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!
( A E A )
My mother she lies sleeping beneath the church yard sod,
her body lies there mouldering and her spirit has gone to God.
Please don't bury me on the lonesome prairie,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!
You can bury me in the east, you can bury me in the west,
please don't bury me on the lone prairie!