Buddies In The Saddle

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One stormy day, me and my buddy
Started on our roundup ride
The wind and dust blew hard around us,
My buddy strayed far from my side

   We were buddies in the saddle,
   We were buddies in our home,
   We were buddies herding cattle,
   We were buddies everywhere we roamed

I’ll ne’er forget the day I found him,
He was so weak he could not speak
I’ll ne’er forget the smile he gave me,
Then the poor boy fell asleep

I took him up in my saddle
And carried him across the plain
My mother nursed him every moment
To try to make him well again

I’ve never had a pal so near me,
He took the blame for everything
I’d die for him just any moment,
And for me he’d do the same

But now by buddy’s gone and left me,
And it’s so hard to struggle ‘long
So hard to believe that he has left me,
I can’t realize that he has gone