A Long Way from Home

Every day along about evenin'

When the sunlight's beginning to fade

I ride through the slumbering shadows

Along the Navajo trail

When it's night and the crickets are calling

And the coyotes are making a wail

I dream by my smouldering fire

Along the Navajo trail

I Love to ride and listen to the music

When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar

When over yonder hill the moon is climbing

It always finds me wishin' on a star

Well what do you know it's morning already

There's a dawning so silver and pale

It's time to climb into my saddle

Along the Navajo trail