The 1901 version listed in the Traditional Ballad Index is close to but a little different from others posted above.

OH, BURY ME NOT ON THE LONE PRAIRIE
A Song of Texas Cowboys.

"Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie."
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying couch at the break of day;
Who had wasted in time till o'er his brow
Death's shades were closely gathering now.
He thought of home and the loved ones nigh,
As the cowboys gathered to see him die.
2
"Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie,
Where the wild cy-ote will howl o'er me,
In a narrow grave just six by three,-
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie.
I always hoped to be laid when I died
In the old churchyard by the green hillside.
By the bones of my father, oh there let me be,-
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie."
3
"I wish to lie where a mother dear,
And sister's tears can be mingled there,
Where my friends could come and weep o'er me,-
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie."
It matters not, so we oft him told,
Where the body lies when the heart grows cold:
"But grant, oh grant this boon unto me,-
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie."
4
"Oh, bury me not"- and his voice failed there,
But they gave no heed to his dying prayer;
In a narrow grave just six by three
They buried him there on the lone prairie.
Where the dewdrops close and the butterfly rests,
Where the wild rose blooms on the prairie crest,
Where the cy-ote howls and the wind blows free,
They buried him there on the lone prairie.

Uvalde, Texas. Mrs. Annie Laurie Ellis.
With brief musical score.
"All the notes should be slurred more or less to give the wailing effect."

Jour. American Folk-lore, 1901, vol. 14, no. 54, p. 186.
"Folk-Music, "Oh, Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie."