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When it's EbtwiligCm7ht on the trail, Cm7
And I Ebjog alongCm7,
The Abworld is like a dream
Gm7And the rFm7ipple of the stream is my sonEbg
When it's EbtwilighCm7t on the trail, Cm7
And I Ebrest once mCm7ore,
My Abceiling is the sky
Gm7And the Fm7grass on which I lie is my fEbloor
GmNever ever have a nickel Cin my jeans,
GmNever ever have a Cdebt to pay,
GmStill I understand what real Ccontentment means,
BbGuess I was Ddim7born that wBb7ay
When it's EbtwilighCm7t on the trail, Cm7
And myEb voice is sCm7till,
Please Abplant this heart of mine
Gm7Underneath the lonesome Fm7pine on the hEbill
AbUnderneath the lonesome pine on the hEbill
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