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..