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 go ridin’ down the trail
To watch the evenin' sun go down


Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White-faced cattle lowing, on the mountainside
I hear a coyote calling for its mate


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


Cactus plants are bloomin' sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I'll tell you folks it's heaven to be ridin' down the trail
When the evenin' sun goes down
To watch the evenin' sun go down