| Little cowboy, you’ve been ridin' | 
| Since the early mornin' sun | 
| Findin' mavericks where they’re hidin' | 
| Ropin' dogies one by one | 
| With your six-gun (With your six-gun) always ready (always ready) | 
| For the bad guy (For the bad guy) strikin' you down (strikin'you down) | 
| On your pinto strong and steady | 
| You can run them right outta town | 
| There’s a friendly breeze always blowin' | 
| Makin' tumbleweed tumble by | 
| And the purple sage where it’s growin' | 
| Seems to touch the distant prairie sky | 
| Now, it’s evenin', time for sleepin' | 
| Cattle lowin' over the rise | 
| 'Round the bunkhouse, shadows creepin' (On) | 
| Little cowboy, close your eyes | 
| Cowboy, close your eyes | 
| Close your eyes | 
| Close your eyes | 
| Close your eyes | 
| Close your eyes | 
| Little cowboy, you’ve been ridin' | 
| Since the early mornin' sun | 
| Findin' mavericks where they’re hidin' | 
| Ropin' dogies one by one | 
| With your six-gun (With your six-gun) always ready (always ready) | 
| For the bad guy (For the bad guy) strikin' you down (strikin'you down) | 
| On your pinto strong and steady | 
| You can run them right outta town | 
| There’s a friendly breeze always blowin' | 
| Makin' tumbleweed tumble by | 
| And the purple sage where it’s growin' | 
| Seems to touch the distant prairie sky | 
| (Close your eyes) Now, it’s evenin' | 
| (Close your eyes) Time for sleepin' | 
| (Close your eyes) Cattle lowin' | 
| (Close your eyes) Over the rise | 
| (Close your eyes) 'Round the bunkhouse | 
| (Close your eyes) Shadows creepin' | 
| (Close your eyes) Little cowboy, close your eyes |