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 man

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 noise

You're lookin' down on me so I have nothing to fear.

You've been really good to me

You've given me a lot of years to ride these trails

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 cattle

Along the way let there be plenty of water and feed

And keep the wind a gentle breeze and clouds in the sky

Cause with these things, it's all we really need.

I'm gonna say goodnight for now

I always feel a might better after talkin' with you

Thank you for listening to this old cowboy

And God....I love you too.