In the heart of every prairie,
Where the wild winds blow free,
There’s a spirit that roams forever,
A Cowgirl soul, wild and free.

With boots planted firmly in the stirrups,
And eyes set on horizons unseen,
She rides through life’s rugged canyons,
With courage where few have been.

Her laughter rings clear as a bell chime,
Her resolve as tough as leather,
For the Cowgirl soul knows no boundaries,
In stormy or fair weather.

So here’s to the Cowgirl within us,
With dreams as vast as the sky,
May we ride with her fierce abandon,
And live with her unyielding cry.


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