Bob Wills — Along The Navajo Trail

[Verse 1] Every day along about evening When the sunlight's beginning to fade I ride through the slumbering shadows Along the Navajo Trail [Verse 2] When it's twilight and crickets are calling And coyotes are making a wail I dream by a smoldering fire Along the Navajo Trail [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] 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 [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] 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