Night Sky
Night sky
I stare at the night stars
and I start a conversation
with the good Lord of ours
about his great creation
Of life I asked him
I said ''With all the beauty
why must we go through all the strife
of this little ol' world.''
''If there is a better way
for a cowboy in the is world
why all this heat
and wind so bitter and cold?''
''If you would answer me
show me where to go
please show me
please let me know.''
He didn't show me
that night
Nor the way I asked did
he show me the light.
But when day broke
over the Great Divide
I finally saw things
from his side.
He gave us this place
to grow and prosper and strive
and there is no struggle in life
with him on our side
So I'm gonna be a cowboy
in this lonesome land
and live my life
fallowing God's great plan.
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