I’m a roving cowboy atop the finest steed

I look upon this arid land  with nothing  here to eat.

But  used I am to open spaces and arid lands to boot

So even if you see no pack be sure I 've got me  food.

In my hat 'pon my head a  B- sits mighty fine

It’s the Bible that I read…my companion, my  friend.

In my ears the wind doth blow whispers from above

Messages of love sent  to me from the Great  beyond.

My horse's hoofs clip clop in three fourth's time

Reminding me to take life one step at a time.

In my hand the horse’s reins a leather strap with links

Reminding me that gentle communication’s the key to every thing.

In my pocket  a few meager coins jingle all the way

 Reminding me that earthly riches last only for a day.

To the spurs upon my boots the prairie grass doth cling

Reminding me that I am one with every  living thing.

Now I lay me down to sleep my head upon a stone

May  God watch over  me this cowboy far from home.