While the moon goes climbing high
I want to hear the song of a whippoorwill
I want to hear a coyote cry
I want to feel a saddle horse
Riding him out on the range
Just to kick him in the side,
make him show his step and pride
That I'm back where I belong
Just a country hick way back in the sticks
These city lights and city
ways are driving me insane
While the moon goes climbing high
I want to hear the song of a whippoorwill
I want to hear a coyote cry
I want to feel a saddled horse
Riding him out on the range
Just to kick him in the side,
make him show his steppin' pride
I wanna feel the rain in my face
A thousand miles from your city lights
With a cold moon shining down
I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon goes climbing high
I wanna hear the song of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote cry
Ridin' him out on the range
Just to kick him in the side,
make him show his steppin' pride