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          D                                 G               D                                 A 
Goodbye to the pals of the prairie, goodbye to the pals of the plains, 
          D                                   G                   A                                        D 
goodbye to the dash and the danger, goodbye to the heartaches and pains. 

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    Goodbye to my faithful old pony, take care of him, boys, when I go, 
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    I'm riding away on life's roundup away to where the sun sinks low. 

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               D                                  G                 D                                  A 
    Goodbye to the hoof-rushing cattle, goodbye to the clanking of spurs, 
              D                                      G                 A                                   D 
    goodbye to the laugh and the chatter, goodbye to the wildlife and steers. 

               D                                      G                   D                                  A 
    Goodbye to the dawning's first blushes that spare in the east faintly glow, 
           D                              G               A                                        D 
    I'm riding away on life's roundup, away to where the sun sinks low. 

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               D                                  G               D                       A 
    Goodbye to the girls and the boys, goodbye to all of my friends, 
              D                                      G                       A                     D 
    goodbye to the dear girl, my sweetheart, for I know this is my end. 

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    For the pale rider comes with his summons, 
                   D                            A 
    and I'm willing and ready to go, 
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    for I'm riding away on life's roundup, far away where the sun sinks low.