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Hey little cowgirl, it's Jon on the line
I am sending this tune across the pines
You were five with your boots by the bed
Stars on the quilt,
sleepy curls on your head I
sang the old range lullaby low
Till the moon crossed the window slow
If morning came and I was gone
It never meant my love moved on
Home is the song I saved for you
A trail of love the wind can carry through
When the dark feels too wide to cross
Count the stars and I won't be lost
Little sister, cowgirl brave and true
Your brother loves you from far away too
I left with dust on my coat and my name
Not for lack of you,
not for lack of pain
Some trails pull a rider out of sight
Even when his heart stays home each night
Keep your hat tipped high when you ride
I'm still your brother on the other side If they ask where
I went, say the range got wide
Say love can travel
where boots can't ride
Hold Mama's hand when the nights feel long
And hum my name inside that song
Home is the song I saved for you
A trail of love the wind can carry through
When the dark feels too wide to cross
Count the stars and I won't be lost
Little sister, cowgirl brave and true
Your brother loves you from far away too
Sleep now, darling, under skies so blue Goodnight,
my little cowgirl
Rest your eyes and dream of the plain
Wherever I ride, I love you
Till I can sing you home again