by Gene Autry and Smiley Burnett
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When evening chores are over at the ranch house on the plains
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And there's nothing left to do but lay around
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I saddle up my pony and go riding down the trail
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Just to watch the desert sun go down
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CHORUS:
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White faced cattle lowing, sagebrush everywhere
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Granite spires are standing all around
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I'll tell you folks it's heaven to go ridin' down the trail
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Just to watch the desert sun go down
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Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
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A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
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Cactus plants are bloomin' on the mountain side
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I hear a coyote calling to its mate
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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When evening chores are over at the ranch house on the plains
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And there's nothing left to do but lay around
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I saddle up my pony and go riding down the trail
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Just to watch the desert sun go down
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CHORUS
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Ridin' Down the Canyon
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| Arlo Guthrie |
