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
Back on those Texas plains
That I'm back where I belong
Just a country hick way back in the sticks
These city lights and city ways
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
Back on those Texas plains
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
I wanna feel the saddle horse
Ridin' him out on the range
Just to kick him in the side,
make him show his steppin' pride
Back on those Texas plains
Back on those Texas plains you