Songs by Roy Rogers and Dale Evans

Songs and lyrics to songs sung by Roy Rogers and Dale Evans.


Roy and Dale recorded over 400 songs and no doubt sang
that many more. This page is a work in progress, if you
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*  Happy Trails

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.

Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.

Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.


*  Ridin' Down The Sunset Trail

*  My Heart Went That-A-Way
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*  Jingle Jangle Jingle
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong

Oh, Lillie Belle
Oh, Lillie Belle
Though I may have done some foolin'
This is why I never fell

I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong

Oh, Mary Ann
Oh, Mary Ann
Though we done some moonlight walkin'
This is why I up and ran

I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong

So I'll jingle on along


*  Roll On Texas Moon

*  My Adobe Hacienda
In my adobe hacienda
Thereís a touch of Mexico,
Cactus love lighter than orchids
Blooming in the patio,
Soft desert stars and the strum of guitars,
Make evíry evening seem so sweet,
In my adobe hacienda
Life and love are more complete.

*  Alla En El Rancho Grande
There in the great ranch
There where she used to live
There used to be a cowgirl
Who joyfully used to tell me
Who joyfully used to tell me
I'm going to make some trousers
like those which the cowboy wears
I'm starting them with wool
and I'm finishing them with iron.


*  The Oregon Trail
Did you see me at Westport landing
On the wide Missouri shore
Did you hear the west wind calling
In the spring of forty-four

If the mud don't stay and the cattle don't stray
We can make Fort Kearny by the middle of May
(Repeat)

Did you see me at old Fort Kearny
Did you hear my trumpets blow
Did you write your name in stone boys
On the great Platte River road

If the wolf don't howl in the dark of the moon
We can make Scotts Bluff by the middle of June
(Repeat)

Did you see that endless prairie
Blowin' clean and pure and free
Did you hear that rollin' thunder
On the wild Nebraska sea

Did you climb the shining mountains
Did you cross that Great Divided
Did you pray to God Almighty
To let you down the other side

Roll wagons, rollin' rollin'
Roll wagons, rollin' home
(Repeat)

Did you see me out on the desert
Did you see my oxen die
Did you find a drop of water
Did you hear my children cry

If the sun don't shine and the river don't rise
We can make South Pass by the fourth of July
(Repeat)

Did you see the high Sierra
Far beyond the burning sand
Did you find that golden valley
Did you reach the Promised Land

If the snow don't fly and the river don't dry
We can make that valley before we die
(Repeat)



*  That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day
Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.

Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

Dear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to Paradise

Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day


Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to Paradise

Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day


*  San Fernando Valley
Oh! I'm packing my grip
And I'm leav-in' to-day,
'Cause I'm takin' a trip
Cal-i-for-nia way
I'm gon-na set-tle down and nev-er more roam
And make the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL0LEY my home.

I'll for-get my sins,
I'll be mak-in' new friends,
Where the West be-gins
And the sun-set ends,
'Cause I've de-cid-ed where "yours tru-ly" should be
And it's the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL-LEY for me

I think that I'm safe in stat-in'
{She - He} will be wait-in'
When my lone-ly jour-ney is done-
And kind-ly old Rev-'rend Thomas
Made us a pro-mise
He will make the two of us one.

So, I'm hit-tin' the trail
To the cow coun-try.
You can for-ward my mail
Care of R.F.D.
I'm gon-na set-tle down and nev-er more roam
And make the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL-LEY my home


*  The Strawberry Roan
I was laying round town just spending my time,
Out of a job and not makin' a dime
When up steps a feller and says, "I suppose
That you're a bronc rider by the look of your clothes?"

He guesses me right. "And a good one I'll claim.
Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?"
He say's he's got one that's a good one to buck,
And at throwing good writers he's had lots of luck.

He says this old pony has never been rode
And the man that gets on him is bound to be throwed.
I gets all excited and I ask what he pays
To ride this old pony for a couple of days.

He say's "ten dollars." I says "I'm your man;
The bronc never lived that I cannot fan;
The bronc never tried nor never drew breath
That I cannot ride till he starves plumb to death."

He says, "Get your saddle. I'll give you a chance."
We got in the buggy and went to the ranch.
We waited till morning, right after chuck
I went out to see if that outlaw could buck.

Down in the corral, a-standin' alone,
Was this little old caballo, a strawberry roan.
He had little pin ears that touched at the tip
And a big forty-four brand was on his left hip.

We was spavined all around and he had pidgeon toes,
Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose.
He was u-necked a old with a long lower jaw-
You could tell at a glance he was a regular outlaw.

I buckled on my spurs, I was feeling plumb fine,
I pulled down my hat and curls up my twine,
I threw the loop on him, right well I knew then,
Before I had rode him I'd sure earn my ten.

I got the blind on him with a terrible fight,
Cinched on the saddle and girded it tight;
Then I steps up on him and pulled down the blind
And sat there in the saddle to see him unwind.

He bowed his old neck and I'll say he unwound,
He seemed to quit living down there on the ground;
He went up to the east and came down to the west
With me in the saddle a doin' my best.

He sure was frog walkin', I heaved a big sigh,
He only lacked wings for to be on the fly;
He turned his old belly right up to the sun,
for he was a sun fishin' son of a gun.

He was the worst bronco I've seen on the range,
He could turn on a nickel and leave you some change.
While he was buckin' he squalled like a shoat,
I tell you that outlaw, he sure got my goat.

I tell all the people that pony could step
And I was still on him a-buildin' a rep;
He came down on all fours and turned up his side,
I don't see how he kept from losin' his hide.

I lost my stirrup, I lost my hat,
I was a pullin' at leather as blind as a bat;
With a phenomenal jump he made a high dive
And set me a-winding up there through the sky.

I turned forty flips and came down to the earth
And sit there a-cussin' the day of his birth.
I know there's some ponies that I cannot ride,
Some of them living, they haven't all died.

But I bet all my money there's no man alive
That can ride Old Strawberry when he makes his high dive.

Streets of Loredo


*  River Of No Return
There is a river called The River Of No Return
Sometimes it's peaceful and sometimes wild and free!
Love is a trav'ler on The River Of No Return
Swept on for ever to be lost in the stormy sea
Wail-a-ree I can hear the river call [ no return, no return
Where the roarin' waters fall wail-a-ree
I can hear my lover call come to me [ no return, no return
I lost my love on the river and for ever my heart will yearn
Gone gone for ever down The River Of No Return
Wail-a-ree wail-a-re-e-ee
She'll/He'll never return to me! no return, no return, no return

*  Read The Bible And Pray

* I'll Be A Sunbeam
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam,
To shine for Him each day;
In every way try to please Him,
At home, at school, at play.

Refrain
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam;
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Iíll be a sunbeam for Him.

Jesus wants me to be loving,
And kind to all I see;
Showing how pleasant and happy
His little one can be.

Refrain

I will ask Jesus to help me
To keep my heart from sin,
Ever reflecting His goodness,
And always shine for Him.

Refrain
Iíll be a sunbeam for Jesus;
I can if I but try;
Serving Him moment by moment,
Then live with Him on high.

Refrain


* The Bible Tells Me So
Have faith, hope and charity
That's the way to live successfully
How do I know, the Bible tells me so

Do good to your enemies
and the Blessed Lord you'll surely please
How do I know, the Bible tells me so

Don't worry bout tomorrow
Just be real good today
The Lord is right beside you
He'll guide you all the way

Have faith, hope and charity
That's the way to live successfully
How do I know, the bible tells me so


*  Watch What You Do

*  Did You Stop To Pray This Morning

*  Jesus Loves Me
Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to Him belong, They are weak but He is strong.

Chorus
Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so.

Jesus loves me, He who died, Heaven's gates to open wide,
He will wash away my sin, Let His little child come in. Chorus

Jesus loves me, loves me still, Though I'm very weak and ill,
From His shining throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie.

Chorus

*  The Lord Is Counting On You

*  A Cowboy Sunday Prayer

*  (I'll Pray For You) Until We Meet Again

*  I'm Gonna Lasso A Dream

* Wait'll I Get My Sunshine In The Moonlight

*  May The Good Lord Take A Likin' To You


Roy, Dale, & The Riders Of The Purple Sage
* Hazy Mountains


Roy, Dale sing with Sons Of The Pioneers

* Silver On The Stage

* There's A Home In Wyoming

*  We'll Rest At The End Of The Trail

* Wagon Wheels
Wagon wheels, wagon wheels,
Keep on a-turnin', wagon wheels,
Roll along, sing your song,
Carry me over the hill.

Go 'long, mule, there's a steamer at the landin',
Waitin' for the cotton to load,
Go 'long mule, the boss is understandin'
There's a pasture at the end of the road.

Wagon wheels, wagon wheels,
Keep on a-turnin', wagon wheels,
Roll along, sing your song,
Wagon wheels, carry me home,
Wagon wheels, carry me home.



*  Home On The Range
Oh give me a home, where the buffalo roam
And the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

(chorus)

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

How often at night, when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glimmering stars
I have stood there amazed, and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.

The red man was pressed from this part of the west
He is likely no more to return
To the banks of Red River, where seldom if ever
His flickering campfires will burn.

I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours,
I love the wild curlew's shrill scream;
The bluffs and white rocks, and antelope flocks
That graze on the mountains so green.


* Along The Navajo Trail
Every day, along about evening
When the sunlight's beginning to pale
I ride through the slumbering shadows
Along the Navajo Trail

When it's night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail

I love to lie and listen to the music
When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbin'
It always finds me wishin' on a star

Well whatta ya know, it's mornin' already
There's the dawnin', so silver and pale
It's time to climb into my saddle
And ride the Navajo Trail

I love to lie and listen to the music
When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbin'
It always finds me wishin' on a star

Well whatta ya know, it's mornin' already
There's the dawnin', so silver and pale (like a silvery veil)
It's time to climb into my saddle
And ride the Navajo Trail
Ride the Navajo Trail
Ride the Navajo Trail


Red River Valley
From this valley they say you are going.
I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile.
For they say you are taking the sunshine.
That has brightened our pathway awhile.

Chorus:
Come and sit by my side if you love me.
Do not hasten to bid me adieu.
But remember the Red River Valley
and the cowboy that loves you so true.

From this valley they say your are going.
I will miss your sweet face and your smile.
Just because you are weary and tired,
You are changing your range for awhile.

I've been waiting a long time my darling
For the sweet words you never say.
Now at last all my fond hopes have vanished.
For they say you are going away.

O there never could be such a longing
In the heart of a poor cowboy's breast.
That now dwell in the heart you are breaking.
As I wait in my home in the west.

Do you think of the valley you're leaving?
O how lonely and drear it will be!
Do you think of the kind heart you're breaking.
And the pain you are causing to me?

As you go to your home by the ocean,
May you never forget those sweet hours
That we spent in the Red River Valley,
And the love we exchanged mid the flowers.


*  Twilight On The Trail
You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
Making camp along the way
You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
At rest at the end of the day

The stars overhead
With their message unsaid
The glow from the fire in our eyes
The wind through the trees,
A warm southern breeze
The Earth is embraced by the skies

You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
On the trail to paradise

The night gathers in
We lazily spin
On an ocean of peaceful dreams
The great Northern light
In unbridled delight
Dances the dance of kings

You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
On the trail to paradise
On the trail to paradise


*  I'm An Old Cowhand From The Rio Grande
Oh, step aside, yíall ornery tenderfeet
Cause Iím about to sing my song
Iím an old cowhand from the rio grande
But my legs ainít bowed, and my cheeks ainít tan
Well Iím a cowboy who never saw a cow
Never roped a steer ícause I donít know how
And I sure ainít fixiní to startin now
Oh, yippee-i-o-ki-ay, yippee-i-o-ki-ay

Iím an old cowhand from the rio grande
And I learned to ride before I learned to stand
Well Iím a ridin fool who is up to date
I know every trail in the lone star state
ícause I ride the range in a ford v-8
Oh, yippee-i-o-ki-ay, yippee-i-o-ki-ay

Look out, Iím gonna show yíall how to ride now
Here we go

Iím an old cowhand from the rio grande
And I come to town just to hear the band
I know all the songs that the cowboys know
íbout the big corral where the dogies go
ícause I learned them all on the radio
Oh, yippee-i-o-ki-ay, yippee-i-o-ki-ay

Now my storyís almost done, so listen up!
You ainít got much longer now

Iím an old cowhand from the rio grande
Where the west is wild round the borderland
Where the buffalo roam around the zoo
And the indian make you a rug or two
And the old bar-x is the bar-be-cue
Oh, yippee-i-o-ki-ay, yippee-i-o-ki-ay

Iím just an old cowhand...


*  My Little Buckaroo


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