Cattle Call - Rimes, LeAnn & Eddy Arnold
Cattle Call - Rimes, LeAnn & Eddy Arnold
Way out where the doggies roam
Where spurs are a jingling, the cowboy is singing
'Til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
For hours he would ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up and slow
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
And he sings with an old western drawl