The cattle are prowlin' The coyotes are howlin' Out under the western skies The cowboy is singin' Spurs are a jinglin' As down the trail he rides The new day is dawnin' He wakes up yawnin' Drinkin' his coffee strong Makes his bed in a roll Down the trail he will go Singing his cattle call When the cattle are bedded A night guard he's headed Where nothing seems to be wrong He casts up his eyes To the starlit skies And sings to them this song