When the cattle are prowlin' And the coyotes are howlin' Under the western sky The cowboy is singin' His spurs are a-jinglin' As on the trail he rides Woo...hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo Woo...hoo, hoo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo Woo...hoo, hoo hoo hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo hoo, hoo, hoo Many hours will he ride On the trail far and wide He's goin' home this fall Don't care 'bout the weather His heart's light as a feather He sings to the cattle this call When the new day is dawning And he wakes up yawning Making his coffee strong Makes his bed in a roll Down the trail he will stroll Singing his cattle the his song When the cattle are bedded And the saddle horse shedded Nothing seems to be wrong He casts up his eyes To the stars in the skies He sings to the cattle this song