A Cowboys Prayer

Lord, I know I told you many years ago,
That all I ever wanted was to ride in the rodeo.
If you'd give me the courage to make that long, hard ride,
I'd wanna be a cowboy till I died.
Well, I've bumped heads with every wild bull from Fort Worth to Cheyenne.
And every time I hit the dirt, well, I got back on again.
But now I'm down here hopin' I don't let you down,
I think it's time we turned my life around.
Lord, I've traveled many lonely miles:
Take my saddle, let me rest awhile.
My heart is weary and my bones are sore,
And I don't wanna be a cowboy anymore.
Well there's a girl in San Antone, the one I left behind,
When ridin' for the money was the first thing on my mind;
I'm hopin' she'll forgive me for makin' that mistake,
'Cause all I want now is the love she makes.
Lord, I've traveled many lonely miles:
Take my saddle, let me rest awhile.
My heart is weary and my bones are sore,
And I don't wanna be a cowboy anymore.
My heart is weary and my bones are sore.
Hang my trophies in the Hall of Fame;
Tell all the ladies to remember my name;
I don't wanna be a cowboy anymore.