Oh, Bury Me Not Introduction: A Cowboy's Prayer Lyrics - Johnny Cash

Lord, I've never lived where churches grow I loved creation better 

As it stood That day you finished it so long ago And looked upon your work and 

Called it good I know that others find you in the light That sifted down through 

Tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight In this dim, quiet 

Starlight on the plains I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well That you've 

Made my freedom so complete That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell Nor weak 

Eyed prisoner of Waller Street Just let me live my life as I've begun And give 

Me work that's open to the sky Make me a partner of the wind and sun And I won't 

Ask a life that's soft or high Let me be easy on the man that's down Let me be 

Square and generous with all I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town But 

Never let them say I'm mean or small Make me as big and open as the plains And 

Honest as the horse between my knees Clean as a wind that blows behind the rains 

Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I 

Forget You know about the reasons that are hid You understand the things that 

Gall or fret Well, you knew me better than my mother did Just keep an eye on all 

That's done or said And right me 

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Sometimes when I turn aside 

And guide me on that long, dim trail ahead 

That stretched upward toward the great divide 

Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie 

These words came low and mournfully 

From the pallid lips of a youth who lay 

On his dying bed at the close of day 

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Oh, bury me not and his voice failed there 

But we took no heed to his dying prayer 

In a shallow grave just six by three 

We buried him there on the lone Prairie.