the cattle call
The cattle are prowlin, the coyotes are howlin
Way out where the doggies bawl
Where spurs are a jinglin, a cowboy is singin
This lonesome cattle call
He rides in the sun till his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singin his cattle call
Hes brown as a bear from ridin the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
Singin his cattle call