Saddle Boy

DOREEN KEY G

Verses
          G
Thru the grey frosty dawn,
       C
ev'ry cold winter's morn,
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rode this lad full of life and joy
       G
ev'ry day just the same
          C
down the roadway he came.
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He was known as their own saddle boy.


Last verse
         C
Now the sad willows wave
          G
O'er the old silent grave,
                                 D7
Where the tall grasses bend and bow.
         G
And the jackass's laugh
        C
is the only epitaph
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o'er the grave of this brave saddle boy.