Cattle Call

The cattle are prowlin', The coyotes are howlin', Way out where the doggies roam Where spurs are am jinglin' And the cowboy ist singing His lonesome cattle call Yodeling He rides in the sun Til his days work is done And he rounds up the cattle each fall Yodeling Singing his cattle call Four hours he would ride On the range far and wide When the night wind blows up and slow His heart is a feather In all kinds of weather He sings his cattle call Yodeling He's browned as a fairy From ridin' the prairie And he sings with an western drawl Singing his cattle call Yodeling