Round up’s the same year after year
Wherever you are
But a cowboy’s heart belongs to the night
In the voice of the big guitar
Wranglin’ or ropin’ the job doesn’t care
When your mind wanders there
To a lady in town and a star in the night
Where the wind and the coyotes howl
Chorus
Yippi ta ya yo
Yippi ta ya ye
And a cowboy’s heart belongs to the night
In the voice of the big guitar
Dust from the dogies burns hot in the day
Sand and sun in your eyes
Sore in the saddle and thinkin’ of you
And the nights with you in sight
The moon is a-dancin’ the stars are romancin’
This wrangler from afar
Our love was born of the prairie and stars
In the voice of the big guitar