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Campfire, Coffee
From a tin cup in my hand
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 the bed
It leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind...
Wakin' up in the mornin'
With an eagle overhead
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 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
'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 old cowboys home again...
And trails to lead old cowboys home again.