Twilight On The Trail

When it's twilight on the trail

And i jog along

The world is like a dream

And the ripple of the stream is my song

When it's twilight on the trail

And i rest once more

My ceiling is the sky

And the grass on which i lie is my floor

Never ever have a nickel in my jeans

Never ever have a debt to pay

Still i understand what real contentment means

Guess i was born that way

When it's twilight on the trail

And my voice is still

Please plant this heart of mine

Underneath the lonesome pine on the hill