Campfire, coffee

A tin cup in my hand

It sure warms the fingers

When it's cold ...

Playin' an old guitar

A friend I understand

Sure smoothes the

Wrinkles in my soul ...

Sleepin' in the moonlight

A blanket for my bed

It leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind

Wakin' up in the mornin'

With an eagle overhead

Makes me want to fly away before my time

I think god must be

A cowboy at heart

He made wide open spaces

From the start ...

He made grass,trees and mountains

A horse to be a friend

And trails to lead old

Cowboys home again ...

A night life and big cities

Is alright for awhile

Sure makes you feel good

When you're there ...

But the country's so pretty

It goes on and on for miles

Takes away my troubles and my cares ...

And I think god must be

A cowboy at heart

He made wide open spaces

From the start ...

He made grass, trees and mountains

A horse to be a friend

And trails to lead old

Cowboys home again ...

A trails to lead old cowboys home again