Campfire coffee from a tin cup in my hand Sure warms the fingers when it's cold Playing an ol' guitar a friend I understand It sure smooths the wrinkes in my soul Sleeping in the moonlight a blanket for a bed It leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind Wakin' up 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 Cause 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 It sure makes you feel good when you're there But the country's so pretty it goes on and on for miles And it takes away my troubles and my cares And I think God must be..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
