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A Cowboy Prayer

8/31/2021

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​I sleep under the stars and ponder at rest knowing today again, I did my best.
The trail is rigid, there are rules to abide.
You can’t ride from the truth, there’s no place hide.
I live the simplest of lives, my horse twelve hours I ride.
We do the chores of the day to put them aside.
It’s a tired me who now lays me down.
I worked the trail hard and never my stirrups touched the ground.
 
My horse Stoner and I have been together for seven years, our fates cast with the die.
Once in the saddle, I know the reason why.
We are no longer two but one. We think alike, he knows what to do.
He’s a hell of a lot smarter than the average human being, probably smarter than two.
He knows we’re solid, solid as can be.
I depend on him. He depends on me. We have a core pound for pound.
I’ll never roll him over. I’ll never let my stirrups touch the ground.
 
My dog Wyatt Earp is my next best friend.
He’s with me at day’s beginning and with me at day’s end.
He’s my traveling companion and works to capture a stray.
He’s never lost one yet, not one got away.
With a friend like Wyatt, I don’t need a crowd.
He’s got all my attention, our true friendship looms loud.
He’s a dog elitist but no blue blood, like me.
He came from a litter of mongrels he was number three.
 
So, the three of us under the skies we rest,
and dream we’ll be home with our sweetest best.
My gal who lets us do what we do,
who knew cowboys like us, weren’t meant for school.
No, my girl don’t have what those other ladies wear,
whose only job is to look good in the mirror they stare.
My gal is hardy, she rules the roost.
When daddy’s away, her truth is the truth.
Our relationship is better than fine. It has more solid worth than the deepest gold mine.
I’ve never cheated or looked at another woman, we're solid and sound.
‘Cause never, ever would I let my stirrups touch the ground.
 
Yes, I have it all, I live a cowboy life.
I have my horse, my dog, my kids and my wife.
I sleep under the stars and ponder at rest knowing today, I again did my best.
It’s a tired me who now lays me down.
I worked the trail hard and never my stirrups touched the ground.


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