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[Yodels]

He rides in the sun
'Til his days work is done,
And he rounds up the cattle each fall

[Yodels]

Singing his cattle call

[EDDY]

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

[Yodels]

He's browned as a fairy
From riding the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl

[Yodels]

Singin' his cattle call