The Cattle Call Songtext
von Slim Whitman

When the cattle are prowlin′, the coyotes are howlin'
Out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin′, this cowboy is singin'
The lonesome cattle call


I ride in the sun 'til my day′s work is done
Rounds up cattle each fall
Singin′ my cattle call

For hours, I will ride on the range far and wide
When night winds blow up a squall
I don't care about the weather, my heart is light as a feather
Singin′ my cattle call

I'm brown as a berry from ridin′ the prairie
And I sing with an ol' western drawl
Singin′ my cattle call