Champagne Jam
Songwriters: Owens, Tex
From riding the prairie
Where spurs are a jingling, the cowboy is singing
And he sings with an old western drawl
Singing his cattle call
His lonesome cattle call
He rides in the sun
He's browned as a berry
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
When the night wind blows up and slow
For hours he would ride on the range far and wide
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
'Til his days work is done
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