Cattle Call

Cattle Call (牧牛谣) - Elton Britt

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

Singing his cattle call

He rides in the sun

'Til his days work is done

And he rounds up the cattle each fall

Singing his cattle call

He's browned as a berry

From riding the prairie

And he rounds up the cattle each fall

Singing his cattle call