Bought 40 acres down on the range
Where my darling could get well
Signed the papers yesterday
And this morning they were tolling her funeral bell
Our daughter toys with a knot in her braid
And the dogs comprehend somehow
The good lord will surely take all that he gave
And leave you 40 acres to plow
Bought 40 acres down on the range
Where my darling could get well
Signed the papers yesterday
And this morning they were tolling her funeral bell