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48 SONGS OF THE COWBOYS
Just let me live my life as I've begun And give me work that's open to the sky; Make me a pardner of the wind and sun And I won't ask a life that's soft or high.
Let me be easy on the man that's down; Let me be square and generous with all. I'm careless, sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town, But never let 'em say I'm mean or small 1 Make me as big and open as the plains, As honest as the horse between my knees, Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains, Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze.
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget. You know about the reasons that are hid. You understand the things that gall and fret; Why, You know me better than my mother did 1 Just keep an eye on all that's done and said, Just right me sometimes when I turn aside, And lead me on that long dim trail ahead That stretches upward toward the Great Divide.
A COWBOY'S PRIZE
Published in "Denver Post." I first heard it sung by Al Roberts in White Oaks, New Mexico.
Never was no gal like Mollie
In creation, I don't think 1
Hotter'n a hot tamale;
Han'some ain't the word to fit 'er —
She's a beauty head to heel —
An' as true as polished steel.