Cattle Call Songtext
von The Diamonds

The cattle are ploughing
And the coyotes are howling
Way out where the doggies bow
Where sputs are a jingling?
A cowboy is singing
This lonesome cattle call


He rides in the sun
Till his day′s work is done
As he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singing his cattle call

For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows all of us cold
His heart is a feather
In all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call


He's brown as a berry
From riding the prairie
And sings with an old western drawl
Singing his cattle call
Singing his cattle call.