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