[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)

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

[Leann][Eddy]:
(yodeling)