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He sings his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
and he rounds up the cattle each fall
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
He sings his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
singin his cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
where spurs are a-jinglin a cowboy is singin
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, he sings his cattle call
Singin his cattle call, he sings his cattle call
The cattle are prowlin and the coyotes are howlin, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
When the night wind blows up a squall, where spurs are a-jinglin a cowboy is singin
The cattle are prowlin and the coyotes are howlin, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
He sings his cattle call, where spurs are a-jinglin a cowboy is singin
way out where the dogies bawl
Singin his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, singin his cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, he rides in the sun, till his days work is done
the cattle are prowlin and the coyotes are howlin
Singin his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
when the night wind blows up a squall
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, for hours he will ride on the range far and wide, and he rounds up the cattle each fall
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, and sings with an ol western drawl
This lonesome cattle call, when the night wind blows up a squall Call, he sings his cattle call
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, and he rounds up the cattle each fall
This lonesome cattle call, he rides in the sun Call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Singin his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, the cattle are prowlin and the coyotes are howlin
Singin his cattle call, where spurs are a-jinglin a cowboy is singin, way out where the dogies bawl
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo, way out where the dogies bawl
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
he s brown as a berry from ridin the prairie
when the night wind blows up a squall
Way out where the dogies bawl, and he rounds up the cattle each fall
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
singin his cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
When the night wind blows up a squall, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
singin his cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
He sings his cattle call, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo, and sings with an ol western drawl
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, for hours he will ride on the range far and wide
way out where the dogies bawl
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo, woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
and sings with an ol western drawl
woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo