[00:05.18]The cattle are prowlin’ the coyotes are howlin’
[00:09.92]Way out where the dogies bawl
[00:13.91]
[00:14.72]Where spurs are a-jinglin’, a cowboy is singin’
[00:20.03]This lonesome cattle call.
[00:22.97]
[00:45.23]He rides in the sun ’til his days work is done
[00:50.22]And he rounds up the cattle each fall
[00:54.34]
[01:01.00]Singin’ his cattle call.
[01:04.68]
[01:25.77]For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
[01:30.95]When the night winds blow up a squall
[01:36.00]His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
[01:41.37]He sings his cattle call.
[01:43.45]
[02:06.54]He’s brown as a berry from ridin’ the prairie
[02:11.72]And he sings with an ol’ western drawl
[02:15.96]
[02:22.46]Singin’ his cattle call.