The Yodeling Ranger - Jimmy Rodgers

They call me the yodeling ranger

My badge is solid gold

I rove the land by the Old Rio Grande

And belong to that ranger fold

When we are roving together

Beneath the bright Texas moon

I pillow my head on a desert sand-bed

And yodel this old ranger tune

I sing when I am in danger

Trust in my trigger hand

My heart is light as I ride thru the night

I belong to that old ranger band

There’s no place where I’m a stranger

And I’m never lonely long

Wherever we are I have my old guitar

And yodel this old ranger song