and the clear blue sky above.
cause it's where a man is free.
Sing me a song of my love.
Sing me a song of the cowboy,
As he rides o 'er hill and dale.
He don't know much of art,
But his song is from the heart.
Sing me his song of the trail
He sings a tender lullaby
because they fear no wrong
Sing me a song of the saddle
And the plane I love to roll
Where God and men are one
While the work is bein' done
Sing me a song of my home.
and day is getting' long,
He sings a tender lullaby.
because they fear no wrong
As long as he's riding high.
Sing me a song of the saddle
And the plain I love to roam,
where God and men are one,
while the work is being done.
Sing me a song of my home.