God Must Be A Cowboy - Chris Ledoux

Campfires, coffee from a tin cup in my hand

Sure warms the fingers when it’s cold

Pickin' this ol' guitar, a friend I understand

It sure smooth the wrinkles in my soul

Sleepin' in the moonlight with a blanket for a bed

Leaves such a peaceful feelin' in my mind

Wakin' 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

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

Can sure make 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 ol' cowboys home again

And trails to lead ol' cowboys home again