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(tex owens)

Leann:
(yodeling)
The cattle are prowlin,
The coyotes are howlin
Way out where the doggies roam
Where spurs are a jinglin
And the cowboy is singing
His lonesome cattle call
(yodeling)

He rides in the sun
til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
(yodeling)
Singing his cattle call

Eddy:
For hours he would ride
On the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up and slow
His heart is a feather
In all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
(yodeling)

Hes browned as a fairy
From ridin the prairie
And he sings with an western drawl
Singing his cattle call

Leann and eddy:
(yodeling)