Cat. #0425 (MFH #622) - As sung by Mrs. George Ripley, Milford, Missouri on November 21, 1959
VERSE 1
Way down in southern Texas
That good ole lone star state
There's one who for my coming
With a weary heart doth wait
She's a fair young girl, my Sister
O, she is my joy an' pride
She has been my pet since childhood
For I have none else beside
VERSE 2
When, Texas was in danger
An' called for volunteers
She threw her arms around my neck
An' burst in to tears
Saying, go my darling brother
Drive th traitor from our shore
My heart, it needs your presence
But my country needs you more
VERSE 3
Then, gather 'round me comrades
An' listen t' my death prayer
Who will be to her, a Brother
Shield her with a Brothers care
VERSE 4
Then, they all spoke up together
In one single voice an' tone
We will be to her, a Brother
Shield her with a Brothers care
VERSE 5
Then, a smile stole o'er his face
An' our ranger boy was dead
VERSE 6
They dug his grave both wide and deep
An' laid him down to rest
With a saddle for a pillow
An' th lone star on his breast