God Must Be A Cowboy
Campfires coffee from a tin cup in my hand
- Campfires coffee from a tin cup in my hand
- Sure warms the fingers when it's cold
- Pickin' this ol' guitar a friend I understand
- It sure smooth the wrinkles in my soul
- Sleepin' in the moonlight with
- A blanket for a bed
- Leaves such a peaceful feelin' in my mind
- Wakin' 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
- 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
- Can sure make 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 and trees and mountains
- And a horse to be a friend
- And trails to lead ol' cowboys home again
- And trails to lead ol' cowboys home again
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