It is moonlight on the prairie
A lull in a hard working day
Campfire is blazing so brightly
A harmonica begins to play

The day has been a hard one
It has now turned into night
Not a single cloud can be seen
A new moon is shinning bright

A cowboy starts to remember
A pretty little gal he had met
He dreams of his own spread
Some day he knows he will get

Sleep will come to him so easy
The morning will come too fast
Back in the saddle riding herd
His is a life that will forever last