The Cowhands Last Ride - Jimmie Rodgers

Dear sweetheart, as I write to you

My heart is filled with pain

For if these things I hear are true

I’ll never see you again

They tell me, darlin', that tonight

You’ll wed another man

But if you do, I’ll tell you true

My boat will never land

You promised that you would wait for me That nothin' could come between

That in my arms someday you’d be My wife and lovely queen

I builded you that cozy home

And made a garden there

And planted too with my own hands

Sweet flowers rich and rare

My future hopes are placed in you

You’ve been my guidin' star

Please write and tell me that you’re true

To the sailor who waits afar

Just tell me that you love me yet

Still long to be my wife

I’ll return and then we’ll wed

And live a happy life