My Rifle, My Pony and Me
DIMITRI TIOMKINE, PAUL FRANCIS WEBSTER
The sun is sinking in the west
The cattle go down to the stream
The red wing settle in their nest
Its time for a cowboy to sing
Purple light in the canyon
That's where I long to be
With my three good companions
Just my rifle, my pony and me
Whiporwill in the willow
Sings a sweet melody
Ridin' to Amarillo
Just my rifle, my pony and me
No more cows to be ropin'
Nor more strays will I see
Round the bend she'll be waitin'
For my rifle, my pony and me
For my rifle, my pony and me