| A campfire, some coffee
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| From a tin cup in my hand
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| Sure warms the fingers when it’s cold …
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| Aplayin' an old guitar
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| A friend I understand
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| Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul …
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| Asleepin' in the moonlight
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| A blanket for my bed
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| Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind …
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| Wakin' up in the mornin'
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| With an eagle overhead
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| Makes me want to fly away before my time
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| And I think God must be a cowboy at heart
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| He made wide open spaces from the start …
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| He made grass and trees and mountains
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| And a horse to be a friend
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| And trails to lead old cowboys home a-gain …
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| Night life and big cities
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| Is alright for awhile
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| Sure makes you feel good when you’re there …
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| But the country’s so pretty
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| It goes on and on for miles takes away my troubles and my cares …
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| And I think God must be a cowboy at heart
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| He made wide open spaces from the start …
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| He made grass and trees and mountains
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| And a horse to be a friend
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| And trails to lead old cowboys home a-gain …
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| And trails to lead old cowboys home again |