Cattle Call
by Tex Owens

"My late husband was a real cowboy, he really rode the range, and at one time he worked for the King Ranch. This is the way I remember him telling how he wrote the song 'Cattle Call': 'I was sitting in the office building on the eleventh floor of the Pickwick Hotel in Kansas City, Missouri, waiting to do a broadcast on KMBC. Snow began falling. Small flakes at first, then big ones, so big they blotted out my view of the buildings through the window. Now, I grew up on a ranch and I used to do a lot of cattle feeding and in winter I could never help feeling sorry for the dumb animals out in the wet and cold. Sitting there in the hotel, watching the snow, my sympathy went out to the cattle everywhere, and I just wished I could call them all around me and break some corn over a wagon wheel and feed them. That's when the words , 'cattle call,' came to my mind. I picked up my guitar and in thirty minutes I had wrote the music and four verses to the song."
—Maude J. (Mrs. Tex) Owens

Cattle Call

The cattle are prowlin' and the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin' a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call

Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo

He rides in the sun, till his day's work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Singin' his cattle call.

For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call

Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo

He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And sings with an ol' western drawl
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Singin' his cattle call.