As the morning light
Chases shadows from your room.
I left three kisses upon your lips,
So that when you awoke
My soul would be embracing
You with my love.
Your heart will try to

Tears and despair, She wore on her face
Softly she whispered, In a tone of lost hope.
She gave to me, Her broken heart
Dropping the pieces Gently in my hands

In the quiet of the morning
When the sky is clear and clouds white
Dawn's soft hush has slipped
Out of the solitude of night
After the last star has fallen
And the East is a rosy glow

When Cowboys go to Heaven,
They meet ol' Hank with his guitar and a beer.
There's a place up there for cowboys,
Where Lane Frost holds on for eight,
And you can talk to other real cowboys,

It's odd but there is one thing most people like to do.
To spend a while beside the grave of some one they knew.
You do it when you've time enough to make a quiet ride.

With tremblin' heart
I headed down
to the Gatherin' in Cowtown,
full a' hope I was, but fearful,
With my cowboy verses jinglin'
And my hopes a' minglin'
My nerves that were a tinglin'

Most folks I know have a Bible..
They’d often use its wondrous words,
To pray and talk to God..But I have a different view..
Thee and Thou are just plan odd, I’d rather it was, You and Me..

Rattlin of pans in the dawn light
Signals the end of the night.
Gratin’ of the coffee grinders song
Says get up cowboy its breakin’ dawn.
A grouchy ole figure with pot in hand

As the old cowboy’s grandchildren
Sat around the camp fire
Watching the flickering light
With there eyes aglow
And filled with wondrous delight
The old cowboy

We made camp along the Colorado River
Watched the cattle bedded down
Made a camp fire and ate supper
Spread our bedrolls on that desert floor
Me and Willie, we took first guard

Sometimes it's the wind
Sometimes it's the calm
Something about clouds
Swirling around
Sometimes it's nothing at all
The wonder of the things
That touch to the soul

The mustang raises his proud head
And rests it on top of the fence.
He had a far away look in his eyes.
What is running through his mind?
Was it the sound of hooves,

In a valley serene
There ran a stream so blue.
A maiden fair, met her true love and she told him...
Promise me, when you see,
A desert rose, you'll think of me
I love you so, never let go,

A lady lookin into the mirror
As her eyes well up with tears
For she thinks she's lost her beauty
To hardships and the years.

She remembers the good times
When she was just a girl

As I Listen to the gentle wind
And it rustled through the trees,
I watch a deer go runnin' by,
As pretty as you please.
I marvel at the eagle up high
And he rides on the winds.