God Must Be A Cowboy

A campfire, some coffee
 From a tin cup in my hand
 Sure warms the fingers when it's cold
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 aplayin' an old guitar
 A friend I understand
 Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul
 
 Asleepin' in the moonlight
 A blanket for my bed
 Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind ...
 Wakin' up in the mornin'
 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 a-gain
 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 a-gain
 And trails to lead old cowboys home again.