My Rifle, My Pony, & Me - Don Wiliams

The sun is sinking in the west, 
The cattle go down to the stream, 
The redwing settle in their nest, 
Its time for a cowboy to sing. 

Purple light in the canyon, 
That’s where I long to be, 
With my three good companions, 
Jus’ my rifle, my pony and me. 

Whiporwill in the willow, 
Sings a sweet melody, 
Ridin’ to Amarillo, 
Jus’ my rifle, my pony and me. 
No more cows to be ropin’, 
Nor more strays will I see, 
‘Round the bend she’ll be waitin’ 
For my rifle, my pony and me, 
For my rifle, my pony and me.