Every Day, Along About Evening

When The Sunlight's Beginning To Pale

I Ride Through The Slumbering Shadows

Along The Navajo Trail



When It's Night And Crickets Are Callin'

And Coyotes Are Makin' A Wail

I Dream By A Smoldering Fire

Along The Navajo Trail



I Love To Lie And Listen To The Music

When The Wind Is Strummin' A Sagebrush Guitar

When Over Yonder Hill The Moon Is Climbin'

It Always Finds Me Wishin' On A Star



Well Whatta Ya Know, It's Mornin' Already

There's The Dawnin', So Silver And Pale

It's Time To Climb Into My Saddle

And Ride The Navajo Trail



I Love To Lie And Listen To The Music

When The Wind Is Strummin' A Sagebrush Guitar

When Over Yonder Hill The Moon Is Climbin'

It Always Finds Me Wishin' On A Star



Well Whatta Ya Know, It's Mornin' Already

There's The Dawnin', So Silver And Pale (like A Silvery Veil)

It's Time To Climb Into My Saddle

And Ride The Navajo Trail

Ride The Navajo Trail

Ride The Navajo Trail