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 Oo-oo When it's twilight on the trail (Oo-oo) And I rest once more My ceiling is the sky and the grass on which I lie (Oo-oo) Is my floor (Oo-oo) Never ever have a nickel in my jeans Never ever have a debt to pay (Oo-oo) Still I understand what real contentment means Yes, I was born that way When it's twilight on the trail And my voice is still Please plant this heart of mine (Oo-oo) Underneath the lonesome pine on the hill (Oo-oo) Oo-oo When it's twilight on the trail (Oo-oo)