I Lost My Way, My Friend
Pleae tell me how to get home
Which way does this old trail bend
Had a little drink with some fellers I know
And I lost my way my friend
I have rode this way before
Still it don't look right tonight
I'm headin' for the bunkhouse to rest my head
But I see the mornin' light
Boss man's gonna have my hide
'Cause we're brandin' calves today
All I want to do is to sleep for awhile
But he'll prob'ly have his say
Please tell me how to get home
Which way does this old trail bend
Had a little drink with some fellers I know
And I lost my way my friend
I could head back south, I s'pose
Maybe go to San Antone
Had a gal down there with a husband named Bob
Guess I'll leave that gal alone
It's funny how things work out
Bein' a cowboy's sometimes hard
Lots of long hours and a little bit of pay
But you've always got a pard
Please tell me how to get home
Which way does this old trail bend
Had a little drink with some fellers I know
And I lost my way my friend
3/7/2017
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2017
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