When evening chores are over at our ranch house on the plain And all I've got to do is lay around I saddle up my pony and ride off down the trail To watch the desert sun go down Riding down the canyon to watch the sun go down A picture that no artist e'er could paint White faced cattle lowing on the mountain side I hear a coyote whining for its mate Cactus plants are blooming sagebrush every where Granite spires are standing all around I tell you folks it's heaven To be riding down the trail When the desert sun goes down Cactus plants are blooming sagebrush every where Granite spires are standing all around I tell you folks it's heaven To be riding down the trail When the desert sun goes down