Johnny Cash/Bob Wills - Along The Navajo Trail Тексты

Every day along about evening
When the sunlight's begining to fail
I r-ide through the slumbering shadows
Along the Navajo Trail

When it's twilight and crickets are calling
And coyotes are making a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail

I love to lie and to the music
When the wind is strumming a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbing
It always finds me wishing on a star

Well what do you 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
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