Song Description
This is the ultimate expression of satisfaction over a life, full of problems, tragedy, and lots of happy times. The song is a realization that the greatest treasures of life are often the very simple and common things.
| Song Length |
4:03 |
Genre |
Country - Cowboy, |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Content |
Subject |
Cowboy |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1950 - 1959 |
Lyrics
Give me the sweat 'n' dust, streakin' my cheeks;
Give me my slicker, complete with the leaks;
Give me the plummeting star, as it streaks
over the prairie, tonight.
Give me the line-shack, that never got warm;
Give me the buzz of the rattler's alarm;
Give me the love of my life, on my arm,
here, on the prairie, tonight.
Even things that were hard, like a low rankin' card,
in a hand that ain't lookin' to bright,
are the gems of the past, that have faded too fast,
as I lie on the prairie, tonight.
Give me the mountains, with Stetsons of snow;
Give me the noisy. black cry of the crow;
Give me the lather of steeds on the go,
here, on the prairie, tonight.
Give me the tender request of a child;
Give me the storm of a bronc' when he's riled;
Give me the second-crop hay, neatly piled,
here, on the prairie, tonight.
Even things that were hard, like a low rankin' card,
in a hand that ain't lookin' to bright,
are the gems of the past, that have faded too fast,
as I lie on the prairie, tonight.
Give me the dew on a saddle too hard;
Give me the loyalty shown by a pard';
Give me the rhymes of an ol' cowboy bard,
here, on the prairie, tonight.
Give me the love of a wife, worn with age;
Give me the fragrance of pinion and sage;
Give me the wealth of a poor wrangler's wage,
here on the prairie tonight.