Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Old faithful, we rode the range together
Old faithful in every kind of weather
When your round up days are over
There’ll be pastures white with clover
For you old faithful pal of mine
Hurry up old fellow
‘Cause the moon is yellow tonight
Hurry up old fellow
‘Cause the moon is mellow and bright
There’s a coyote howlin’ to the moon
Above
So carry me back to the one I love
Hurry up old fellow
‘Cause we gotta get home tonight
REPEAT
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