[00:57.63]The cattle are prowlin', the coyotes are howlin
[01:04.28]Way out where the doggies roam
[01:11.50]Where spurs are a jinglin' and the cowboy is singing
[01:18.20]His lonesome cattle call
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[01:51.85]He rides in the sun 'til his days work is done
[01:58.08]And he rounds up the cattle each fall
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[02:12.64]Singing his cattle call
[02:33.77]For hours he would ride on the range far and wide
[02:40.70]When the night wind blows up and slow
[02:47.53]His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
[02:54.21]He sings his cattle call
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