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