Sounds of Night

As I lay my head on this old saddle My horse tithered to the rope from tree to tree He stands asleep on four legs dreaming of That mustang mare And as my eyes start to close Under these stars I think of blue eyes and blond hair The wind is warm on these plains As I sleep I know I'm safe My boots lie filled with rocks Just so a rattle snake Won't find a new home As I drift off to sleep I'll listen to the music of a coyote Howling for a new mate And the wolf is so close I can hear his chewing on a bone This life of a cowboy I've chosen Just for me isn't as lonely As one might think