The Cattle Are Prowlin' And The Coyotes Are Howlin'
Way Out Where The Dogies Bawl
Where Spurs Are A-jinglin' A Cowboy Is Singin'
This Lonesome Cattle Call


Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo


He Rides In The Sun, Till His Days Work Is Done
And He Rounds Up The Cattle Each Fall
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Singin' His 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


Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo


He's Brown As A Berry From Ridin' The Prairie
And Sings With An Ol' Western Drawl
Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Hoo Hoo
Singin' His Cattle Call