It's tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas day
Drivin' the cattle on the dry dusty plains
All of the gifts have been opened today
Ours is the sky and the wide-open plains
Back in the cities, they have different ways
Football and cricket and the Christmas parades
I'll take the blanket, I'll take the reins
It's Christmas for cowboys on the wide-open plains
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night
The stars overhead are the Christmas tree lights
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray
It's Christmas for cowboys on the wide-open plains
It's tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas day
Drivin' the cattle on the dry, dusty plains
All of the gifts have been opened today
Ours is the sky and the wide-open plains
It's tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas day
Drivin' the cattle on the dry dusty plains
All of the gifts have been opened today
Ours is the sky and the wide-open plains
It's Christmas for cowboys on the wide-open plains
Christmas For Cowboys was written by Steve Weisberg.