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