arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie I struck the trail in seventy-nine The herd strung out behind me As I jogged along my mind went back To the gal I left behind If I ever get off the trail, boys And the Indians don't find me I'll make my way straight back again To the gal I left behind me CHORUS: That sweet little gal, that true little gal The gal I left behind me That sweet little gal, that pretty little gal The gal I left behind me The wind did blow and the rain did flow The hail did fall and blind me And I thought of that gal, that sweet little gal That gal I'd left behind me She wrote ahead to a place I said And I was glad to find it She says "I'm true, when you get through Ride back and you will find me" CHORUS When we sold out I took the train I knew that I would find her When I got back, we had a smack And that's no gol-darned liar CHORUS