Purple Sagebrush In The Morning (Larry W. Jones 01/19/2012) (song #6544)
The western sun is rising, air is clean and fine
With just a little chill til around eight or nine
I smell breakfast cooking before the cattle drive
But there’s something else makes me glad that I’m alive
It’s that sweet and bracing scent, comes from the prairie
The aroma is all embracing, you’ll agree
Think of something that gives the prairie adorning
It’s the scent of purple sagebrush in the morning
I’ve ridden many trails in this wide and good land
Lived a cowboy’s life as rough and tough as any man
I’m an old cow puncher as free as I can be
But there is one allure that always captures me
At the time of waking it brings me thoughts so fine
Why, on just the scent alone I could rightly dine
And there ain’t no cowboy born could go a-scorning
The sweet scent of purple sagebrush in the morning
When I ride the Great Divide with its lofty spires
I’ll see no more my outfit or its warm camp fires
I would just like to say before I drift away
There is one simple thing that always makes my day
When the sun comes up and I wake up on the range
I see the land that’s so grand, may it never change
It comes every way when the day is a-borning
That sweet scent of purple sagebrush in the morning
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