The Cowboy's Prayer

by  Roy Rogers

Oh Lord, I reckon I'm not much just by myself.

I fail to do a lot of things I ought to do.

But Lord, when trails are steep and passes high,

Help me to ride it straight the whole way through.

And when in the falling dusk I get the final call,

I do not care how many flowers they send--

Above all else the happiest trail would be

For You to say to me, "Let's ride, My friend."

Amen

Rainy Day Prayer

I'd like to thank ya kindly Lord

For sendin' this good rain

It'll quench the thirst of a drought we cursed

Ease heartache, fear, and pain

It'll bring the grass on early

Paint the slopes a velvet green

There's no more precious sight than a drought in flight

No sweeter smell than air washed clean

It's sure a welcome sight to see

Stock tanks full and runnin' 'round

And cool winds blowin' and creeks aflowin'

Is a truly joyful sound

The drought seemed never endin'

Each day we knelt to pray

But dern the luck, the spigot stuck

It's rained three weeks now every day

Excuse me, Lord, don't get me wrong

We're no gripin' nor complainin'

Cause crops'll sew and grass'll grow

Lot's better when it's rainin'

I fear the water gaps will all be out

But we'll patch 'em when we can

These precious rains revive these plains

It's the lifeblood of this land

Lord, if you've a mind, just let 'er rain

Cause in You we put our trust

We'd sooner trudge the mud and the sludge

Than to choke on blowin' dust

But the boys are getting' antsy, Lord

We've been cooped up here for days

There's fencin' needs doin' and hosses needs shoein'

Lord, we know you know cowboy ways

If we stray, as cowboys might

I hope a guiding hand you'll lend

Thanks again for the rains and these wide open plains

Ride point for these punchers

 Amen

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