God Must Be A Cowboay Songtext
von 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 mornin′ 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
And 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