Little Cowboy - Mélanie Pain

Little fellow, you’re so tired

You could hardly lift your head

But you wanna hear a story

Before you go to bed

So if you stay quiet

And listen patiently

I sing a song

That my mother sang to me

Little cowboy

Put your saddle in the bank

Tie your horse up tight

'Cause you know no harm

Put your arms and your gun

Beside you on the chair

But don’t forget

You’ve got to say your little prayer

Little cowboy

Oh, you better hit the sun and train

Or you’ll be late around the time you know

If you want to be a cowboy

You better rest a while

Little Cowboy baby of the old chorale

La la la la

Little Cowboy baby of the old chorale