Lyrics provided for informational and educational purposes only.
Lyrics are subject to all U.S. copyright laws and remain property of their respective owners.

Ridin' Down The Canyon    (1941)

Ridin' down the canyon, to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin' on the mountainside
I hear a coyote whinin' for its mate

Cactus plants are bloomin', sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I tell you folks it's Heaven, to be ridin' down the trail
When the desert sun goes down

When evening chores are over at our ranch house on the plain
And all I've got to do is lay around
I saddle up, my pony and I ride off down the trail
To watch the desert sun go down

Ridin' down the canyon, to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin' on the mountainside
I hear a coyote whinin' for its mate

Cactus plants are bloomin', sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I tell you folks it's Heaven, to be ridin' down the trail
When the desert sun goes down

Cactus plants are bloomin', sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I tell you folks it's Heaven, to be ridin' down the trail
When the desert sun goes down

Lyrics by Gene Autry and Smiley Burnette.
Recorded by Gene Autry; The Sons Of The Pioneers; others.

Data page: https://www.ceder.net/recorddb/lyrics_viewsingle.php?LyricsId=4961
This page: https://www.ceder.net/recorddb/lyrics.php?LyricsId=4961