Christmas Cowboys Sounds of sleigh bells and cowbells can be heard for miles on the trail letting us know it's Santa Claus his buckboard is mighty frail. Stops are miles and miles apart delivering happy tunes and tobacco in return getting moonshine or cowboy coffee sheering cowboys before they go wack-o. Sitting around the fire swapping tales playing guitar, laughing and singing drinking plenty of corn whiskey and coffee all wishing they were in town a swinging. Cowboys Christmas like others, is a once a year sit back, they get together cowboys sometimes get loud and rowdy all trying to get their equal share. Life on the range can be very lonely swapping long shifts keeping watchful eye for cattle rustlers, robbers and Indians never knowing what appears from the dark sky. _________________________________________________ Christmas Eve Two thousand years have almost gone by Since Jesus was nailed on a cross to die His teachings were done by words and deed And thousand would listen, and thousands would heed. The words of His wisdom, and that of God As many miles on foot would he trod Let Peace be on earth, would be His command, And nothing less than this should we demand! On the Eve of His birth let us all be blessed And thank our God as we see the end of our quest. Let us all stand together, as brother and friend And pledge our love, and respect to a world without end. Together we stand, in joy and in sorrow and praise the birth of Jesus with the light of tomorrow! _________________________________________________ Santa Claus's Letter Two thousand years have almost gone by Since Jesus was nailed on a cross to die His teachings were done by words and deed And thousand would listen, and thousands would heed. The words of His wisdom, and that of God As many miles on foot would he trod Let Peace be on earth, would be His command, And nothing less than this should we demand! On the Eve of His birth let us all be blessed And thank our God as we see the end of our quest. Let us all stand together, as brother and friend And pledge our love, and respect to a world without end. Together we stand, in joy and in sorrow and praise the birth of Jesus with the light of tomorrow! _________________________________________________ Christmas Trees Sweet spring showers bring a fragrant bouquet A soft wind blows and meadowlarks play The pine covered hillside wild creatures reside A season of growth as you reach for the sky. Through long summer days you sit parched and brown Your needles fall softly and cover the ground The struggle so mighty the rewards seem so few But from such despair a strong pine tree grew. Now the days they grow short theres a chill in the air Changes are coming a fate we all share The birds now seek cover in your boughs lush and green Autumn winds are upon you its now time to dream. You wear a white mantle as snow covers the ground The song of the saw and soon you fall down Was the struggle in vain for a seedling to grow Youll soon bask in splendor your purpose to know. To be lifted once more in a glorious light The spirit of Christmas you embody tonight Decked out in splendor your time has now come To herald the birth of Gods loving son.
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