Cattle Call (Sheb Wooley)

The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin' Out with the doggies bawl His spurs are jinglin' the cowboy is singin' This lonesome cattle call Uh uh huh huh uh uh... He rides in the sun till his day's work is done And he rounds up the cattle each fall Uh uh huh huh singin' the cattle call For hours he will ride on the range far and wide When the night wind blows up a squall His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather He sings his cattle call Uh uh huh huh uh uh... He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie And he sings with an old western drawl Uh uh huh huh singin' this cattle call Uh uh huh huh uh uh...