My boots are dusty; My hat is caved in.
Out on the cattle drive's where I've been.
A punching and a whoopin through the dust and the haze.
Just giving the Lord some cowboy praise.
Chorus:
Yehalelujah yeha yeha yehalelujah yeha.
Yehalelujah yeha yeha Yehalelujah yeha.
Verse 2.
It's Sunday morning I'm heading to town.
to set down in Church and sing a few rounds.
Thank the Lord for His Mercy and Grace,
then offer Him some cowboy praise.
Chorus: 2.
God Bless You All
In His Grip
Steven Walle
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Yee Hah Lay Lu Yah, Yee Hah, Yee Hah, Yee hah lay lu yah, yee hah. Yeeeeeeeeee Hah!
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