Little cowboy, youâve been ridinâ since the early morninâ sun Find the mavericks where theyâre hidinâ, ropinâ dogies one by one With your six-gun always ready, for the bad guy strikinâ you down On your pinto strong and steady, you can run them right out of town. Thereâs a friendly breeze always blowinâ, makinâ tumbleweed tumble by, And the purple sage where itâs growinâ, seems to touch the distant prairie sky. Now itâs eveninâ, time for sleepinâ, cattle lowinâ over the rise âRound the bunkhouse, shadows creepinâ, little cowboy, close your eyes.
Little cowboy, youâve been ridinâ since the early morninâ sun Find the mavericks where theyâre hidinâ, ropinâ dogies one by one With your six-gun always ready, for the bad guy strikinâ you down On your pinto strong and steady, you can run them right out of town.
Thereâs a friendly breeze always blowinâ, makinâ tumbleweed tumble by, And the purple sage where itâs growinâ, seems to touch the distant prairie sky. Now itâs eveninâ, time for sleepinâ, cattle lowinâ over the rise âRound the bunkhouse, shadows creepinâ, little cowboy, close your eyes.
Composição: Art Dedrick, The Lamplighter Publishing Company, Socan