It's the night before Your birthday, Lord
'n I'm celebratin' the cowboy way
I'm thankful for all my blessin's, Lord
'n the way You died for me that day
This ol' boy's far from perfect
I give each day my all
Workin' hard to make a livin'
Farmin' the land with Paw
Workin' from sun-up 'til sundown
For my family I so dearly love
Workin' the land 'n the cattle
'Til the stars shine up above
I'm thankful for all my blessin's, Lord
My family, my house 'n my health
I'm thankful for the simple life
This cowboy don't need wealth
I'm blessed with much more than they eye can see
Ain't got no fancy car or clothes
But when it comes to the true meanin' of Christmas
It's only a true cowboy that knows
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