Michael Martin Murphey - What Am I Doing Here lyrics

Starin' at the south end of north bound cattle Slavin' in the saddle all day You've got to be some kind of natural born fool To want to live your life this way Well it can't be the cooking, it sure ain't the money The devil made the horse that I ride The days are too long and the nights are too short And the boss ain't never satisfied So what am I doing here Lord, what am I doing here There's got to be something better up there So what am I doing here Sometimes I wonder in the lightning and the thunder If a cowboy's even got a prayer And why'd you have to make it so hard down here When things are so much better up there Now the Lord called his angels all around the throne Said boys I must be wastin' my time 'Cause I thought I gave the cowboy a pretty good life Now he's complaining 'till the day he dies