LeAnn Rimes - Cattle Call (LeAnn Rimes & Eddy Arnold)

by LeAnn Rimes


The cattle are prowlin'
The coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the doggies roam
Where the spurs are a jinglin'
And the cowboy is singin'
His lonesome cattle call


He rides in the sun
'Til his day's work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singing his cattle call

For hours, he would ride
On the range, far and wide
When the night winds blow up like smoke
His heart is a feather
In all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call


He's brown as a fairy
From riding the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
Singin' his cattle call


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