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My Old Pal, Pal of Mine
Lift your feet, old pal of mine, you know The weary long days unravel. My old pal, pal of mine You’ll always be until we go The happy last trail to travel. My old pal, pal of mine Your step for soon we will be there Is someone waiting by An open gate for you and I, Someone who’ll be glad to know We’re still the same old pals Until the prairie breezes blow The tops from the mountains level, My old pal, pal of mine.
You know that some fellows long for riches Some fellows want a throne. I have the world in my pony And that’s all I care to own, so….
Lift your feet, old pal of mine, you know The weary long days unravel. My old pal, pal of mine You’ll always be until we go The happy last trail to travel. My old pal, pal of mine Your step for soon we will be there Is someone waiting by An open gate for you and I, Someone who’ll be glad to know We’re still the same old pals Until the prairie breezes blow The tops from the mountains level, My old pal, pal of mine. My old pal, pal of mine.
For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America
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