God? I don't mean to bother you none
It's been a spell since I talked to you last.
I reckon I ought to thank you for all you do
Cause this ole cowboy has had quite a past.
I'm gettin' too old to drive these herds
My bones hurt and my temper gets short
But somehow these younger boys need this old
When they get to missin' home and get a little
out of sorts.
As I lay here lookin' up at the stars
I can't imagine not bein' right here
Listenin' to the night critters makin' their
You're lookin' down on me so I have nothing
You've been really good to me
You've given me a lot of years to ride these
It's fed my family but not made me rich
And my youngin's love my tall tales.
I pray you'll guide me along with all these
Along the way let there be plenty of water and
And keep the wind a gentle breeze and clouds
in the sky
Cause with these things, it's all we really
I'm gonna say goodnight for now
I always feel a might better after talkin' with
Thank you for listening to this old cowboy
And God....I love you too.