His Message Home Lyrics - Hank Snow

Recorded by Hank Snow 

As the night softly fell down upon the old corral 

And the moon into the blue sky made its way 

Not a sound could be heard but the song of some wild bird 

As it hovered where the dying cowboy lay 

Then he whispered goodnight to his cowboy pals so dear 

As his head up on his saddle they did lay 

"If you ever go home, you can tell them that I've gone 

And am sleeping in a lonely western grave" 

"Mother begged me not to stray, from the old home go away, 

Though I loved her still her pleadings were in vain 

Dry those tears boys please, don't cry, one more roundup we will ride 

Where we'll know no heartaches, sorrows, tears or pain." 

"Oh that dear old shady stream where oft times I used to dream 

It was there I used to meet the girl I loved. 

Bit I'll never see her more till we reach that golden shore. 

Way up there we'll meet in that bright land above."