I begin to understand
Why it took One gentle-tough stepson of a
To command my respect and devotion
And bring me to God’s will.
Cause the mind of man’s a wild thing
But God’s is stronger still.
I’m a cowboy with love for His Savior,
Cause He has strode the long prairies of this life.
Yippee Ki Yay! I know I’d be nothing
But trail dust in His hand,
If He hadn’t had the nail prints
And taken the law into His own hands.
Bridling up the horses
Gives me a happy feel
I can tear off in a gallop,
Know your reins make your reign real.
Underneath this Stetson
Is a mind You changed by grace.
You stop me to do some fence posts;
I don’t mind work at your pace.