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 city 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, wide-open plains
A campfire for warmth, as we stop for the night
The stars overhead for Christmas tree lights
The wind sings a hymn, as we bow down to pray
It's Christmas for cowboys and wide-open plains
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
It's Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains