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
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
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
All of the good gifts
given today
ours is the sky
and the wide open range
It's Christmas for cowboys
wide open plains