Campfire coffee from a tin cup in my hand

Sure warms the fingers when it's cold

Playing an ol' guitar a friend I understand

It sure smooths the wrinkes in my soul

Sleeping in the moonlight a blanket for a bed

It leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind

Wakin' up in the morning with an eagle over head

Makes me long to fly away before my time

And I think God must be a cowboy at heart

Cause he made wide open spaces from the start

He made grass and trees and mountains and a horse to be a friend

And trails to lead ol' cowboys home again



The night life in big cities is alright for a while

It sure makes you feel good when you're there

But the country's so pretty it goes on and on for miles

And it takes away my troubles and my cares

And I think God must be..