<p class="tit-song">TEXAS RANGERS <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page044" name="page044"></SPAN>(p. 044)</span></p>
<p>Come, all you Texas rangers, wherever you may be,<br/>
I'll tell you of some troubles that happened unto me.<br/>
My name is nothing extra, so it I will not tell,—<br/>
And here's to all you rangers, I am sure I wish you well.</p>
<p>It was at the age of sixteen that I joined the jolly band,<br/>
We marched from San Antonio down to the Rio Grande.<br/>
Our captain he informed us, perhaps he thought it right,<br/>
"Before we reach the station, boys, you'll surely have to fight."</p>
<p>And when the bugle sounded our captain gave command,<br/>
"To arms, to arms," he shouted, "and by your horses stand."<br/>
I saw the smoke ascending, it seemed to reach the sky;<br/>
The first thought that struck me, my time had come to die.</p>
<p>I saw the Indians coming, I heard them give the yell;<br/>
My feelings at that moment, no tongue can ever tell.<br/>
I <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page045" name="page045"></SPAN>(p. 045)</span> saw the glittering lances, their arrows round me flew,<br/>
And all my strength it left me and all my courage too.</p>
<p>We fought full nine hours before the strife was o'er,<br/>
The like of dead and wounded I never saw before.<br/>
And when the sun was rising and the Indians they had fled,<br/>
We loaded up our rifles and counted up our dead.</p>
<p>And all of us were wounded, our noble captain slain,<br/>
And the sun was shining sadly across the bloody plain.<br/>
Sixteen as brave rangers as ever roamed the West<br/>
Were buried by their comrades with arrows in their breast.</p>
<p>'Twas then I thought of mother, who to me in tears did say,<br/>
"To you they are all strangers, with me you had better stay."<br/>
I thought that she was childish, the best she did not know;<br/>
My mind was fixed on ranging and I was bound to go.</p>
<p>Perhaps you have a mother, likewise a sister too,<br/>
And maybe you have a sweetheart to weep and mourn for you;<br/>
If <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page046" name="page046"></SPAN>(p. 046)</span> that be your situation, although you'd like to roam,<br/>
I'd advise you by experience, you had better stay at home.</p>
<p>I have seen the fruits of rambling, I know its hardships well;<br/>
I have crossed the Rocky Mountains, rode down the streets of hell;<br/>
I have been in the great Southwest where the wild Apaches roam,<br/>
And I tell you from experience you had better stay at home.</p>
<p>And now my song is ended; I guess I have sung enough;<br/>
The life of a ranger I am sure is very tough.<br/>
And here's to all you ladies, I am sure I wish you well,<br/>
I am bound to go a-ranging, so ladies, fare you well.</p>
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