Lyrics:
Every Day, Along About Evening.there's The Sunshing Beginning To Fade.i Sleep By The Smothering Firealong 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 Climbingclimbing Up To Reach The Stars.well What Do You Know, It's Morning Alreadyand Theres The Starlites Beginning To Fade.i Think, I'll Climb Into My Saddleand Ride The Navaho Trail.