Every day, along about evening
When the sunlight's beginning to fail
I ride through the slumbering shadow
Along the navajo trail
When it's night and crickets are calling
And the cayotes are making 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 strumming a sagebrush cuitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbing
It always finds me wishing on a star
Well whattaya know, it's morning already
There's the dawning so silver and pale
It's time to climb into my saddle
And ride the navajo trail
Writer(s): Edgar Eddie De Lange, Larry Markes, Dick Charles
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