Twilight On The Trail – Nat King ColeBy When it’s twilight on the trailAnd I jog alongThe world is like a dreamAnd the ripple of the stream is my songWhen it’s twilight on the trailAnd I rest once moreMy ceiling is the skyAnd the grass on which I lie is my floorNever ever have a nickel in my jeansNever ever have a debt to payStill I understand what real contentment meansGuess I was born that wayWhen it’s twilight on the trailAnd my voice is stillPlease plant this heart of mineUnderneath the lonesome pine on the hillWhen it’s twilight on the trail www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20