Rupert Holmes
the cattle
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The cattle are prowlin', the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the doggies roam
Where spurs are a jinglin' and the cowboy is singing
His lonesome cattle call
He rides in the sun 'til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Singing his cattle call
For hours he would ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up and slow
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
He's browned as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
Singing his cattle call
- Album:
- Better Off Dead
- Partners In Crime
- Miscellaneous
- Best Pop Songs
- Rupert Holmes
- Rupert Holmes: The Lost Tapes
- Soft Rock Classics
- Remember Her
- Caught in the Rain With Rupert Holmes
- All Night Long (Re-Recorded)
- Bolero (Re-Recorded)
- I Remember Her (Re-Recorded)
- I Remember Her
- SINGLES
- Cast of Characters: The Rupert Holmes Songbook
- Adventure
- Promo Only: Platinum Series
- Super Seventies Party
- Party Power Pack: Happy Hour
- JOE Zomer Top 100