Song Description
Trad/country/western
| Song Length |
3:46 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional |
Lyrics
The Gift Of The Cowboy
©, Willie McCulloch/Billy Ray Jarrell 2003
The cactus point fingers to an ocean of stars
Waiting for wishes and smiles
The wind holds its breath
Only silence is left
You can hear the coyotes for miles
A bedroll lies waiting for old tired bones
A pot full of beans on the fire
Harmonica streams
Fill the soft night with dreams
Of a cowboy with a simple desire
Water my horses
But show me no rain
Build me no fences
Let freedom remain
The gift of the cowboy
From places un-named
Where the heart and the spirit are free
He once rode the rodeo but his back wouldn't heal
The buckle is still on his belt
So he took to the land
Where the canyons are grand
And tried to forget how it felt
He once measured time in eight-second pieces
Now he just follows the trail
Leading to nowhere
He's happy to go there
Where choices are never for sale
Water my horses
But show me no rain
Build me no fences
Let freedom remain
The gift of the cowboy
From places un-named
Where the heart and the spirit are free