Let me ride on the trail 
In the hills of old Wyomin'
Where the coyotes wail in the gloamin’
In the hills of old Wyomin'

In the night let me rest
With the blue sky for my ceilin'
'Till the wind's lullaby comes stealin'
From the hills where my heart’s at home

Wake with a song! Wake with the sun!
Saddle to mend, cattle to tend, plenty to be done

Let me live on the range 
Where a woman has room to roam in
And dream of her love in the gloamin’
The moon she shines my path tonight
In the hills of old Wyomin'