On night guard, I'm a ridin' 'Round a thousand bedded steers And tonight my thoughts are slidin' Down the trail of distant years. Coyotes howlin' in the darkness Chills my weary bones Varmints prowl around the campfire Makes the cowboy feel at home. (Rogers yodels a bridge) Now the cold north wind is blowin' Snow comes fallin' down Wrapped in my saddle blanket Sleepin' on the cold cold ground. I used to ponder over my luck Wondered why it never changed I was happy and free Around my mammy's knee Pullin' on her apron strings. (Rogers yodels a bridge) (Bridge The Sons Of The Pioneers) Now I long to see the sun come shinin' Stealin' through my kitchen door Just to see my dear old mammy cookin' ham On that old kitchen stove. Where the mockingbird sings you to sleep at night The moonbeams playin' through the trees Some like the climate out in New Mexico But give me back my sunny Tennessee. (Rogers yodels a bridge to end)