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ROY ROGERS PRAYER
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Lord, I reckon I'm not much just by myself,
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I fail to do a lot of things I ought to do.
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But Lord, when trails are steep and passes high,
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Help me ride it straight the whole way through.
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And when in the falling dusk I get that final call,
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I do not care how many flowers they send,
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Above all else, the happiest trail would be
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For you to say to me, "Let's
ride, My Friend"
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AMEN
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