Along the Navajo Trail - Dinah Shore
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
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
It's time to climb into my saddle
And ride the navajo trail
