[00:26.83]The cattle are prowlin', the coyotes are howlin'
[00:31.19]Way out where the doggies roam
[00:35.68]Where spurs are a jinglin' and the cowboy is singing
[00:40.04]His lonesome cattle call
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[01:02.71]He rides in the sun 'til his days work is done
[01:07.22]And he rounds up the cattle each fall
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[01:17.00]Singing his cattle call
[01:21.11]For hours he would ride on the range far and wide
[01:25.81]When the night wind blows up and slow
[01:30.31]His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
[01:34.88]He sings his cattle call
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[01:58.00]He's browned as a berry from ridin' the prairie
[02:02.46]And he sings with an old western drawl
[02:07.37]
[02:12.07]Singing his cattle call
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