The cattle are prowlin'
The coyotes are howlin'
Out under the western skies
The cowboy is singin'
Spurs are a jinglin'
As down the trail he rides
The new day is dawnin'
He wakes up yawnin'
Drinkin' his coffee strong
Makes his bed in a roll
Down the trail he will go
Singing his cattle call
When the cattle are bedded
A night guard he's headed
Where nothing seems to be wrong
He casts up his eyes
To the starlit skies
And sings to them this song