[Verse] Gauchos ride with courage true On the plains the skies are blue Life was wild but hearts were full Now they seek the holy pull [Verse 2] In a chapel small and bright Finding faith in simple light Gone are days of endless roam Now they find their way back home [Chorus] From the saddle to the pew Hearts are changing that's the view Faith like vines begins to grow In the fields where breezes blow [Verse 3] Once they danced by fire’s gleam Now they pray and softly dream Trading stories of the land For the touch of holy hand [Bridge] Hooves and hymns both guide their way A new dawn of faith each day Miracles like horses run Underneath that blessed sun [Chorus] From the saddle to the pew Hearts are changing that's the view Faith like vines begins to grow In the fields where breezes blow