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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 blanket, I'll take the reins,

 It's Christmas for cowboys on 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,

Christmas for cowboys and the wide-open range.

Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,

Driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains.

So many gifts have opened today;

Ours is the sky and the wide-open range.

 It's Christmas for cowboys and wide-open...

Plains.