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  1. I've been thinking today, as my thought began to stray,
    Of your memory to me worth more than gold.
    As I ride across the plain, mid the sunshine and the rain
    You'll be rounded up in glory bye and bye.

    Chorus

    You'll be rounded up in glory bye and bye,
    You'll be rounded up in glory bye and bye,
    When the milling time is o'er,
    And you'll stampede no more,
    When He rounds you up, within the Master's fold.

  2. May we lift our voices high, to that sweet bye and bye,
    And be known by the brand of the Lord;
    For His property we are, and He'll know us from afar,
    When He rounds us up in glory, bye and bye.

    Chorus

    You'll be rounded up in glory bye and bye,
    You'll be rounded up in glory bye and bye,
    When the milling time is o'er,
    And you'll stampede no more,
    When He rounds you up, within the Master's fold.

  1. From Cowboy Songs collected by John A. Lomax, Macmillan Company