God Must Be A Cowboy

A campfire some coffee from a tin cup in my hand Sure warms the fingers when it's cold A-playing an old guitar a friend I understand Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul A-sleeping in the moonlight a blanket for the bed Leaves a peaceful feeling in my mind Waking up in the morning with an eagle overhead Makes me want 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 old cowboys home again 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 and trees and mountains and a horse to be a friend And trails to lead old cowboys home again And trails to lead old cowboys home again