Cowboy’s Prayer

“Lord, I ain’t askin’ for much… just a quiet sky.”

I’ve carried the dust, I’ve carried the sin, Rode with the shadows where the night begins. My hands ain’t clean, my soul ain’t pure, But I’m still ridin’, that’s all I’m sure.

This cowboy’s prayer don’t need no church, It’s carved in scars, it’s carved in dirt. If mercy rides, let it find me here, A cowboy’s prayer is all I bear.

I’ve buried my brothers, I’ve buried my name, Lost more than silver, lost more than fame. But if the wind’s listenin’, if the stars still care, Let ‘em carry higher this cowboy’s prayer.

This cowboy’s prayer don’t need no hymn, The truth runs wild where the night runs thin. If grace still walks, let it find me there, A cowboy’s prayer is all I bear.

I don’t ask for heaven, I don’t beg for peace. Just a trail that don’t end, And a ride that won’t cease.

This cowboy’s prayer don’t need no gold, Just a fire to warm me when the nights turn cold. If God still listens, let Him hear me swear, All I’ve got left is a cowboy’s prayer.

“Still ridin’, still prayin’…”

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