Along The Navajo Trail

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