(Words Traditional USA, Traditional Irish Tune)
I struck the trail in seventy-two,
The herd strung out behind me;
As I jogged along,
My mind ran back
To the girl I left behind me.
The sweet little girl,
The pretty little girl,
The girl I left behind me,
As I jogged along,
My mind ran back
To the girl I left behind me.
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