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 smooths the wrinkles in my soul
Sleeping in the moonlight, a blanket for a bed
It leaves a peaceful feeling in my mind
Waking up in the morning 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
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 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