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#### Anonymous

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Sage and Cedar

Out where the prairie's high and wide,

And where a man has room to ride,

It is there that I reside,

In Sage and Cedar.

Way out here the fragrance rise,

On the breezes purified,

And it sure fills a man's insides,

Wth sage and cedar.

One is wholly sanctified,

And his soul is fortified,

When he curls up fireside,

With sage and cedar.

And when it's time,

And I have died,

I can rest here satisfied

Just bury me on mountainside,

Neath' sage and cedar