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EVERY DAY, ALONG ABOUT EVENING
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WHEN THE SUNLIGHT'S BEGINNING TO FAIL
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I RIDE THROUGH THE SLUMBERING SHADOW
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ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL
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WHEN IT'S NIGHT AND CRICKETS ARE CALLING
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AND THE CAYOTES ARE MAKING A WAIL
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I DREAM BY A SMOLDERING FIRE
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ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL
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I LOVE TO LIE AND LISTEN TO THE MUSIC
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WHEN THE WIND IS STRUMMING A SAGEBRUSH CUITAR
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WHEN OVER YONDER HILL THE MOON IS CLIMBING
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IT ALWAYS FINDS ME WISHING ON A STAR
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WELL WHATTAYA KNOW, IT'S MORNING ALREADY
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THERE'S THE DAWNING SO SILVER AND PALE
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IT'S TIME TO CLIMB INTO MY SADDLE
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AND RIDE THE NAVAJO TRAIL
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Along The Navajo Trail
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| Dinah Shore |
