Cat. #0338 (MFH #30) - As sung by Fran Majors, Fayetteville, Arkansas on May 23, 1959
VERSE 1
I rode those prairies over
I rode those prairies 'round
I rode those prairies over
I rode those prairies 'round
Whenever I come to a big fat steer
I fanned, I shot him down, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 2
Was for th charge of cattle stealing
I had to leave th range
For th charge of cattle stealing
I had to leave th range, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 3
Was in th Blue Ridge mountains
Where I first took my stand
Was in th Blue Ridge mountains
That I first took my stand
Six shooters buckled around me
Winchester in my hand, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 4
O, where was I last winter, boys
When th cold, cold frost and snow
O, where was I last winter, boys
When th wind blowed frosty and cold
I'se climbing th Blue Ridge mountains
I'se hungry and damn nigh froze, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 5
Was down in Bonham, Texas
When they landed me in jail
Was down in Bonham, Texas
Where they landed me in jail
No one to go my security
No one to go my bail, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 6
Th jury found me guilty
Th clerk, he wrote it down
Th jury found me guilty
Th clerk, he wrote it down
Th judge, he passed th sentence, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 7
Go and tell my sweetheart
Tomorrow's my hangin' day
Go and tell my sweetheart
Tomorrow's my hangin' day
If she don't want to see me
She'll have to stay away, God knows
I been all around this world
VERSE 8
Hang me, o hang me
And I'll be dead and gone
Hang me, o hang me
And I'll be dead and gone
Well, I don't mind your hangin'
But it's laying in th ground so long, God knows
I been all around this world