| Wannabe Lord, I ain’t no cowboy but I wanna be If it’s in Your plan could You make a cowboy outta me? My life hasn’t been about the things cowboys do It could be though, it’s all up to You I ain’t never rode a horse or roped a steer Don’t own no cattle or have any trail gear When I don a Stetson or pull on a pair of boots I wish that Texas or Oklahoma were in my roots Couldn’t I have been raised on a ranch on the prairie Taught to ride and rope at an age that was early I know nothing about saddles, bridles or knives I wasn’t born to that cowboy way of life I want to ride Your range from dawn to dusk Live out that cowboy motto of in GOD we trust Let that cowboy spirit that’s independent, wild and free Be guided by the Holy Spirit down the trail laid out for me Ride, rope and gather those who believe in the Way Leave the ninety and nine, find the one who has gone astray To have no fear in the midst of the stampede With faith and truth for my mighty steed Ain’t looking for no credit in this life’s rodeo Glory and praise belong to only to You, don’t you know But in this life if a cowboy I’ll never be Maybe in heaven, you’ll make a cowboy outta me Ron Secoy |
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