Clint Eastwood
twilight on the trail
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When its twilight on the trail and I jog along
The world is like a dream and the ripple of a stream is my song.
When its twilight in the trail and I rest once more
My cealing is the aky and the grass in which I lie is my floor.
Never wver have a nickle in my jeans
Never ever have a debt to pay
Still I understand what real contentment mean
Guess I was born that way
When its twilight on the trail and my voice is still
Please plant this heart of mine undrneath the lonesome pine on the hill
Guess I was born that way
When its twilight on the trail and my voice is still
Please plant this heart of mine underneath the lonesome pine on the hill
When its twilight on the trail.
- Album:
- Changeling
- Non-Album Releases
- Paint Your Wagon (Soundtrack)
- Paint Your Wagon
- Real Clint Eastwood
- Hollywood Screen Stars Sing
- Old Hollywood Jazz Era
- Country Masters: The Round-Up
- Clint Eastwood Sings Cowboy Favorites
- Clint Sings
- Cowboy Classics
- Cowboys Favorites
- Sings Cowboy Favorites
- Collection Supreme Clint Eastwood
- The Classic Country Collection
- The Singing Cowboys
- Old Skool Reggae: 40 Summer Reggae Anthems
- Ultimate Retro Jazz Lounge
- Sings His Classics
- Paint Your Wagon (Music from the Motion Picture Soundtrack)