A Cowboy’s Prayer
Each night as I settle in
head resting on my saddle
I look upward at the stars on high
and wonder. I wonder if he’s look'n down
and sees my old bones a lay’n here.
Just in case he’s watch’n I have this little say’n
Goes something like this.
Bless my old horse Bess and my dog Rex too
Forgive me for chew’n snuff and drink’n that devil whiskey brew
Keep the herd safe from the coyotes and wolves in the night
Watch over my Sara at the ranch til morning’s first light
If you’re not too busy I could use a new pair of boots
and a pistol that don’t jam ev’r darn time that it shoots
Look out for Grandpa Zed he’s get’n up in his years
He can’t see fer noth’n and he’s deaf in both ears
Keep me safe on the trail til I reach Dodge City
Cause to die out here would be a dogon pity
Amen
©Copyright Charlie Gragg, December 6, 2009
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