The Cowboy's Prayer
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Lord, please hear me, lend me Thine ear,
The prayer of a troubled cowboy to hear.
No doubt the prayer may seem to be strange,
But I ask you to bless our cattle range.
You bless the roundups thru the years;
Now please don't forget the growing steers.
Water the lands with brooks and rills
For the cattle that roam on a thousand hills.
The prairie fires, won't you please stop?
Make thunder roll make the rain to drop,
Our mountains are peaceful, our prairies serene,
Oh Lord, for the cattle, please keep them green.
