Along the Navajo Trail

Every day a lullabout evening

When the sunlights beginning to fail

I ride through the slumbering shadows

Along the Navajo Trail

When it's night and crickets are calling

And coyotes are making a wail, ooh

I dream by a smouldering fire

Along, along, along, along the Navajo Trail

I love to lie and listen to the music

When the wind is strumming a sage-brushed guitar

And over yonder hill the moon is climbing

It always finds me whising on a star

What do you know? It's morning already

There's the dawning, so silver and, oh, pale

It's time to climb in my saddle

I want to ride, ride, ride, ride the Navajo Trail

I love the lie and listen to all the music

When the wind is strumming a sage-brushed guitar

And over yonder hill the moon is climbing

It always finds me whising on a star, yeah

What do you know, know, know?

It's morning already

There's the dawning, so silver and, oh, pale

It's time to climb in my saddle

I want to ride, ride, ride, ride the Navajo Trail

I want to ride the Navajo Trail

With fellows like Maverick and Cheyenne, oh

The indians and their bow and arrows

The boys and guns and they love to travel

Along the Navajo Trail