Atlanta Rhythm Section
Champagne Jam [Live][*]
The cattle are prowling, the coyotes are howlingWay out where the doggies roamWhere spurs are a jingling, the cowboy is singingHis lonesome cattle callHe rides in the sun'Till his days work is doneAnd he rounds up the cattle each fallSinging his cattle callFor hours he would ride on the range far and wideWhen the night wind blows up and slowHis heart is a feather in all kinds of weatherHe sings his cattle callHe's browned as a berryFrom riding the prairieAnd he sings with an old western drawlSinging his cattle call
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"Champagne Jam [Live][*]" as written by J Cobb, Buddy Buie, Robert Nix
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