(Rogers)
© APRS (BMI)

The cattle prowled and the coyotes howled
out on the Great Divide
I never done no wrong, just singing a song
as down the trail I ride
Rattle snacks rattle at the prairie dogs
you hear that mournful tune
It's roundup time away out West
When the cactus is in bloom

Daylight comes and the cowhand yell
they call out ev'ry man
I throw my saddle on my old cowhorse
and drink my coffee from a can
The sun goes down on the cattle trail
and I'm gazing at the moon
It's roundup time away out West
When the cactus is in bloom

We don't have cold weather
it never snows or rains
That is where the sunshine's best
out on the western plains
Some of the boys have gone away
but they will be back soon
It's roundup time away out West
When the cactus is in bloom

Daylight comes and the cowhand yell
they call out ev'ry man
I throw my saddle on my old cowhorse
and drink my coffee from a can
The sun goes down on the cattle trail
and I'm gazing at the moon
It's roundup time away out West
When the cactus is in bloom