The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin' Way out where the dogies bawl Where spurs are a-jinglin' a cowboy is singin' This lonesome cattle call Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo He rides in the sun, till his day's work is done And he rounds up the cattle each fall Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo Singin' his cattle call For hours he will ride on the range far and wide When the night wind blows up a squall His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather He sings his cattle call Doo-doo doo-doo Doo Doo Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie And sings with an ol' western drawl Doo-Doo Doo-Doo Doo Doo Singin' his cattle call