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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 |
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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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