Verse
F# B
G# campfire, some coffee
F# F#7
From a tin cup in my hand
B F# F#7
Sure warms the fingers when it's cold ...
F# B
Aplayin' an old guitar
F# F#7
G# friend I under-stand
G#7 C#
Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul ...
F# B
A-sleepin' in the moonlight
F# F#7
G# blanket for my bed
B F# F#7
Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind ...
F# B
Wakin' up in the mornin'
F# D#m
With an eagle over-head
F# C# F# C#
Makes me want to fly a-way be-fore my time
F# B
And I think God must be a cow-boy at heart
C# F#
He made wide open spaces from the start ...
F# F#7
He made grass and trees and mount-ains
B
And a horse to be a friend
C# C# . F#7
And trails to lead old cow-boys home a-gain ...
B
Night life and big cities
F# F#7
Is al-right for awhile
B F# F#7
Sure makes you feel good when you're there ...
B
But the country's so pretty
F# D#m C#
It goes on and on for miles, takes away my troubles and my cares ...
F# B
And I think God must be a cowboy at heart
C# F#
He made wide open spaces from the start ...
F# F#7
He made grass and trees and mount-ains
B
And a horse to be a friend
C# F#7
And trails to lead old cow-boys home a-gain ...
C# F#7
And trails to lead old cow-boys home a-gain ...