G
C
G
Campfire coffee from a tin cup in my hand
C
G
It sure warms the fingers when it’s cold
C
G
Playing an old guitar a friend I understand
A7
D7
It sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul
G
C
G
Sleeping in the moonlight with a blanket for a bed
C
G
It leaves a peaceful feeling in my mind
C
G
D7
Em
Waking up in the morning with an eagle over head
G
D7
G
Makes me long to fly away before my time
C
And I Think God must be a cowboy at heart
D7
G
D7
He made wide open spaces from the start
G
C
He made grass and trees and mountains and a horse to be a friend
D7
G
And trails to lead old cowboys home again
C
G
Night life in big cities is all right for a while
C
G
It sure makes you feel good when you’re there
C
G
D7
Em
But the country’s so pretty it goes on and on for miles
A7
D7
G
It takes away my troubles and my cares
C
And I Think God must be a cowboy at heart
D7
G
D7
He made wide open spaces from the start
G
C
He made grass and trees and mountains and a horse to be a friend
D7
G
And trails to lead old cowboys home again
G
Em
C
D7
A7
