Along The Navajo Trail — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

Every day, along about evening
When the sunlight`s beginning to pale
I ride through the slumbering shadows
Along the Navajo Trail
When it`s night and crickets are callin`
And coyotes are makin` a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen to the music
When the wind is strummin` a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbin`
It always finds me wishin` on a star
Well whatta ya know, it`s mornin` already
There`s the dawnin`, so silver and pale
It`s time to climb into my saddle
And ride the Navajo Trail

I love to lie and listen to the music
When the wind is strummin` a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbin`
It always finds me wishin` on a star
Well whatta ya know, it`s mornin` already
There`s the dawnin`, so silver and pale (like a silvery veil)
It`s time to climb into my saddle
And ride the Navajo Trail
Ride the Navajo Trail
Ride the Navajo Trail