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