Away Out on the Saint Sabbath

Away out on the old San Saba

Lay down to take my rest

My knapsack for my pillow

And my gun upon my chest

Please dont bury me on the lonesome prairie

Please dont bury me on the lone prairie

You can bury me in the east

You can bury me in the west

Please dont 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

My mother she lies sleeping

Beneath the church yard sod

Her body lies there moldering

And her spirit has gone to God

Recorded  5/8/34 Camden, NJ