Give me a fire Under the clear sky Where coyotes howl At the moon's watchful eye Give me a saddle To lay down my head In these Prairie grasses Where I've made my bed Give me a guitar To play through the night As I wait in earnest For dawn's morning light Give me a horse To be on my way When the time finally comes To face a new day
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