Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day,
Driving the cattle over snow covered-plains.
All of the good gifts given today,
Ours is the sky and the wide open range.
( F C G7 Am )
Back in the cities they have different ways,
Football and eggnog and Christmas parades.
I'll take my saddle, I'll take the reins,
It's Christmas for cowboys on wide-open plains.
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night,
The stars overhead are Christmas tree lights.
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray,
It's Christmas for cowboys wide-open plains.
Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,
driving the cattle over snow-covered plains.
So many gifts have been opened today;
It's Christmas for Cowboys and wide open plains.
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