Utah Carol

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