[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 [01:24.58] [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 [02:05.57] [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 [03:01.03]