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i struck the trail in seventy-nine, the herd strung out behind me, as i jogged along my mind went back, to the gal i left behind, if i ever get off the trail, boys, and the indians don't find me, i'll make my way straight back again, to the gal i left behind me, that sweet little gal, that true little gal, the gal i left behind me, that sweet little gal, that pretty little gal, the gal i left behind me, the wind did blow and the rain did flow, the hail did fall and blind me, and i thought of that gal, that sweet little gal, that gal i'd left behind me, she wrote ahead to a place i said, and i was glad to find it, she says "i'm true, when you get through, ride back and you will find me", when we sold out i took the train, i knew that i would find her, when i got back, we had a smack, and that's no gol-darned liar,
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Artist: arlo guthrie