Hey Saddle Pals, Here I am, with the Kate Wolf songbook right in front of me and *I* certainly didn't die of leukemia, Mr. Spaw.

The version I have, which is from the song book her son put out, is:

It remains,
It blows down the dusty streets
And rides the falling rain
And rolls like a tumbleweed
out on the open range.
The love I felt for you
still remains.

I got the songbook from:
Owl Productions
P.O. Box 151208
San Rafael, CA 94915-1208

I got it a year and a half ago, so I'm assuming the address will still be good.

Thanks, BlueJay, for the props on my guitar-playing. I'm still underwhelmed with myself, but progressing steadily, even if it's millimeter by millimeter. ...

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