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