Cattle Call Lyrics
Cattle Call - Slim Whitman
The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a jinglin' a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call
He rides in the sun 'til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singin' my cattle call
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night winds blow up a squall
I don't care
His weather my heart is all kinds of feather
Sings my cattle call
He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And he sings with an ol' western drawl
Singin' my cattle call