Frankie Laine — Along The Navajo Trail

Every day, along about evening There's the sunshing beginning to fade I sleep by the smothering fire Along the Navajo trai I love to lie and listen to the music As I listen to the sage brush guitar An over yonder hill, the moon is climbing Climbing up to reach the stars Well what do you know, it's morning already And theres the starlites beginning to fade I think, I'll climb into my saddle And ride the Navaho trail