The Cowboy's Wild Song to His Herd

[Verse] One beautiful night when the moon was full And the air was crisp and clear A cowboy lay on the starlit plain And thought of his home so dear He thought of his mother he loved so well And the slumber of sleep was blurred Not a sound to be heard but those of the night As he sang a wild song to his herd The cattle are lying so quiet and still On the carpet that mantles the west While the golden links from the sky at night Sings peace to the cowboy's stress Still he thinks of his mother in a faraway land And his thoughts by memory was stirred And he sees himself to the old home again As he sings a wild song to his herd He's far from the din of the city noise Where the links of folly do shine He's far from the brawls of the dives of sin And the flow of the sparkling wine He's in the great west with its mantle of green Where his neighbors say never a word A land of marriages, mountains and plains Where the cowboy sings low to his herd