Utah Carol Lyrics - Gunfighter Ballads & Trail Songs - Marty Robbins

And now, my friends, you've asked me what makes me sad and still 

And why my brow is darkened like the clouds upon the hill 

Run in your ponies closer and I'll tell to you my tale 

Of Utah Carol my partner and his last ride on the trail 

We rode the range together and rode it side by side 

I loved him like a brother and I wept when Utah died 

We were rounding up one morning when work was almost done 

When on his side the cattle started on a frightened run 

Underneath the saddle that the boss's daughter rode 

Utah, that very morning had placed a bright red robe 

So, the saddle might ride easy for Lenore, his little friend 

And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end 

The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground 

The frightened cattle saw it and charged it with a bound 

Lenore then saw her danger and turned her pony's face 

And leaning in the saddle tied the blanket to its place 

But in leaning lost her balance, fell in front of that wild tide 

"Lay still Lenore, I'm coming", were the words that Utah cried 

His faithful pony saw her and reached her in a bound 

I thought he'd been successful and raised her from the ground 

But the weight upon the saddle had not been felt before 

His back cinch snapped like thunder and he fell by Lenore 

Picking up the blanket he swung it over his head 

And started cross the prairie, "Lay still Lenore" he said 

When he got the stampede turned and saved Lenore his friend 

He turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end 

His six gun flashed like lightning, the report rang loud and clear 

As the cattle rushed and killed him he dropped the leading steer 

On his funeral morning, I heard the preacher say 

I hope we'll all meet Utah at the roundup far away 

Then they wrapped him in a blanket that saved his little friend 

And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end