Let me ride on a trail in the hills of old Wyomin' Where the coyotes wail in the gloamin' For it' s there that my heart' s at home In the night let me rest with the blue sky for my ceilin' 'Till the wind's lullaby comes stealin' From the hills where my heart' s at home Wake with a song! Wake with the sun! Saddle to mend, cattle to tend, Plenty to be done Let me live on the range where a man has room to roam in And dream of his love in the gloamin' In the hills of old Wyomin' In the hills of old Wyomin'