"Cattle Call" Lyrics

(Tex Owens)

The cattle are prowling
The coyotes are howling
Out with the doggies bawl
Where spurs are jinglin'
A cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call.

He rides in the sun
Till his day's work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singin' this cattle call.

--- Instrumental ---

For hours he will ride
On the range far and wide
As the night wind blows up a squall
His heart is a feather
In all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call.

He's brown as a berry
From riding the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
Singin' this cattle call...