VIEWS from the SADDLE: VOL V

Now I lay me down to sleep
And I hope God will give me a break
I hope I don't see Satan
The next time I awake
I hope I hear birds and smell flowers
But not the ones given to the dead
I hope I see a lone star wavin on a flag
Against a blue sky overhead
I hope I can see the mustang
Drifting along the canyon rim
And hear the voices of my old pals
Randy, Rusty, Lefty and Slim