Along The Navajo Trail

Along The Navajo Trail - Frankie laine

Every day along about evening

When never the sunlight's beginning to pale

I ride through the slumbering shadows

Along the Navajo trail

When never it's night and crickets are calling crickets are calling

And never coyotes are makin' a wail are makin' a wail

I dream by a smoldering fire

Along the Navajo trail

I love to lie and listen to the music

When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar

When over yonder hill the moon is climbing

It always finds me wishin' on a star

Well what-ta ya know it's morning already

And there's the dawnin' so silver and pale

It's time to climb into my saddle

And ride the Navajo trail

And ride the Navajo trail

The Navajo trail