Here we go. All right. Ready, Jack?
Ready, R.
Okay. Here we go. Riding down the canyon. Take zillion and four.
One, two. One, two, three.
One, two, three.
I love my pony and go riding down the trail just to watch the desert sun pull down.
White-faced cattle owing, sagebrush everywhere, granite spires are standing all around.
I'll tell you, boys, it's heaven.
I love my pony and go riding down the trail just to watch the desert sun pull down.
Riding down the canyon to watch the sun pull down.
A picture that no artist there could paint.
Cactus plants are blooming.
On the mountainside, I hear a coyote calling to his mate.
White-faced cattle owing, sagebrush everywhere, granite spires are standing all around.
I'll tell you, boys, it's heaven.
I'll tell you, boys, it's heaven to go riding down the trail just to watch the desert sun go down.
All right, Jack, play something.
I'll tell you, boys, it's heaven.
All right, Jack, play something.
I'll tell you, boys, it's heaven to go riding down the trail just to watch the desert sun go down.

All right, Jack.



Yeah.
All right.







Don't worry, Jack.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
When evening chores are over
At the ranch house on the plain
And there's nothing left to do but lay around
I'll saddle up my pony
And go ridin' down the trail
Just to watch the desert sun go down
White-faced cattle lowin'
Sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I tell you, boys, it's heaven
To go ridin'
Down the trail
Just to watch the desert sun go down
Just to watch the desert sun go down