Red-Dirt Country Prayer

I don’t think there’s any place That I’m more aware of God Than out in the open spaces With the sky and red-dirt sod I can hear the sound of birds As they go about their way Finding food for their babies On a clear and sunny day For some unknown reason The openness it seems Creates the best of worlds For all my hopes and dreams And across this great vast country I come across a church that’s rare As I stop and pray I always know That God listens because he cares So when the days seem troubled When life seems so unfair I go out into the country And have a Red-dirt country prayer!