A Cowboy’s Prayer To Court.

In this episode of Cowboy Cantos, Jason Curtman shares a heartfelt cowboy prayer that blends grit, faith, and longing. It’s the story of a ranch hand with patched jeans, stomped hat, and all, laying his hopes before the Lord as he seeks love and companionship. Through simple words and honest faith, we’re reminded that even the roughest hands can carry the gentlest dreams.A Cowboy’s Prayer To Court.© 2025 Jason CurtmanLord, I ain’t much for speakin’ ,Or polishin’ words too fine,But I’m kneelin’ here in dusty bootsWith a hopeful heart of mine.I don’t ask for riches, Lord,Or a herd that never strays,Just a wink from that sweet young ladyTo brighten all my days.I’ve patched my jeans with balin’ twine,My hat’s been stomped by cows,My pickup smells of saddle soapAnd half a dozen sows.But if You’d grant me courage, Lord,To speak without a stammer,I’d trade my best ropin’ horseFor her smile and gentle manner.I’ll promise not to brag too loud,Or chew with my mouth agape,I’ll even wash behind my earsAnd learn to use a plate.So bless my boots with steady steps,My tongue with cowboy charm,And if she’ll take this ragged heart,I’ll keep her safe from harm.And if she laughs at all my jokes,Or forgives my crooked grin,I’ll thank You, Lord, each starry nightFor the sweetest prize to win.Now Lord, You know I’m stubborn,And I’ve rode through storms and dust,But when she smiles, my knees go weak—My spurs near start to rust!I’ll swap my chaw for peppermint,I’ll even shine my boots,If it means she’ll sit beside meAnd laugh at my tall hoots.So guide my rope to catch her heart,As gentle as a dove,And bless this cowboy’s ragged soulWith the miracle of her love.www.libertyheritageradio.com This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cowboycantos.substack.com