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On night guard, Iâm a ridinâ
âRound a thousand bedded steers
And tonight my thoughts are slidinâ
Down the trail of distant years.
Coyotes howlinâ in the darkness
Chills my weary bones
Varmints prowl around the campfire
Makes the cowboy feel at home.
(Rogers yodels a bridge)
Now the cold north wind is blowinâ
Snow comes fallinâ down
Wrapped in my saddle blanket
Sleepinâ on the cold cold ground.
I used to ponder over my luck
Wondered why it never changed
I was happy and free
Around my mammyâs knee
Pullinâ on her apron strings.
(Rogers yodels a bridge)
(bridge The Sons Of The Pioneers)
Now I long to see the sun come shininâ
Stealinâ through my kitchen door
Just to see my dear old mammy cookinâ ham
On that old kitchen stove.
Where the mockingbird sings you to sleep at night
The moonbeams playinâ through the trees
Some like the climate out in New Mexico
But give me back my sunny Tennessee.
(Rogers yodels a bridge to end)
- Album:
- Into the Wild Blue
- Centennial Collection
- Split Decision
- Hi Ho Silver
- King of the Cowboys
- Hoppy Gene and Me
- Slideways
- Ride Ranger Ride
- Home On The Range
- An Old Cowhand
- Rhythm & Groove
- Country Music Hall of Fame Series: Roy Rogers & The Sons...
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- Blues On the Range
- Slidewinder
- Chops Not Chaps
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- Happy Trails (1936 - 1947)
- Roy Rogers, Vol. 2 (Remastered)
- Yellow Rose of Texas