Cowboys Prayer

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Lord, I've never lived where 
churches grow,
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I loved creation better as it stood,

That day you finished it so long 
ago,
And looked upon your work and called
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 it good,

(verse 2)
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I know that others find you in the 
light,
That sifted down through tinted 
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window panes,

And yet I seem to feel you near 
tonight
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In this dim , quiet starlight on the
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 plains,

(verse 3)
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I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed 
so well,
That you've made my freedom so 
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complete,

That I'm no slave to whistle, clock 
or bell,
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Wall 
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Street,

(verse 4)
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Just let me live my life as I've 
begun,
And give me work that's open to the 
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sky,

Make me a partner of the wind and 
sun,
And I won't ask a life that's soft 
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or high,

(verse 5)
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Let me be easy on the man that's 
down,
Let me be square and generous with 
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all,

I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when 
I'm in town,
But never let 'em say I'm mean or 
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small,