Twilight on the Trail Songtext
von Bing Crosby

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

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

On the hill