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