Navaho Trail - Frankie Laine

Every day, along about evening

There’s the sunshing beginning to fade

I sleep by the smothering fire

Along the Navajo trai

I love to lie and listen to the music

As I listen to the sage brush guitar

An over yonder hill, the moon is climbing

Climbing up to reach the stars

Well what do you know, it’s morning already

And theres the starlites beginning to fade

I think, I’ll climb into my saddle

And ride the Navaho trail