Jeff Arnold’s West

The blog of a Western fan, for other Western fans

Down that Oregon Trail

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An open range ahead
A blanket for a bed
A friendly fire while lonely coyotes wail
That's life on the Oregon Trail
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Wagon train windin’ cross the prairie
Rollin’ onward through the storm and gale
Towards the land of dreams trudge the old ox teams
Down the Oregon Trail
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Through the night the Lord is in the saddle
Riding herd beneath the moon so pale
Watching o’er each stray till the break of day
Down the Oregon Trail
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There’ll be cattle on each ranch in Oregon
There’ll be valleys filled with golden grain
There’ll be apples on each branch in Oregon
For there’ll be plenty sun and rain
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Hurry up old pioneer, keep movin’
Your gallant little band must never fail
‘Cross the great divide, side by side we’ll ride
Down the Oregon Trail
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