Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over snow
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
I'll take a blanket, I'll take the reins, It's Christmas for cowboys wide-open
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,
It's tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over
So many gifts have been opened today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
It's Christmas for cowboys, wide open plains.
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