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