A campfire, some coffee from a tin cup In my hand Sure warms the fingers when itâÂÂs cold AâÂÂplayinâ an old guitar, a friend I Understand Sure smooths the wrinkles in my soul
AâÂÂsleepinâ in the moonlight, a blanket for My bed Leaves a peaceful feelinâ in my mind Wakinâ up in the morning with an Eagle overhead Makes me want to fly away before My time
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And I think God must be a cowboy at heart 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 old cowboys home again
Night life and big cities is alright For awhile Sure makes you feel good when youâÂÂre there But the countryâÂÂs so pretty it goes On and on for miles Takes away my troubles and my cares