Little fellow you're so tired, you can hardly lift your head.
But you wanna hear a story, before you go to bed.
So if you'll be quiet and listen patiently.
I'll sing you a song, that my mother sang to me.
Little cowboy, put your saddle in the barn.
Tie your horse up tight, so he'll know no harm.
Put your hat and your gun, beside you on the chair.
Don't forget, you've got to say a little prayer.
Little cowboy, you'd better hit the sandman's trail.
Or you'll be late for roundup time you know.
If you wanna be a cowboy, you'd better rest a while.
Little cowboy baby end the old corral.
Little cowboy baby end the old corral.