Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Gene Autry
Just a melancholy echo
Lingering when the day is through
It’s the call of the canyon
Once again I’m dreaming of you
Every night I search the moonlight
Up and down the river shore
It’s the call of the canyon
Maybe I will find you once more
Standing there alone by the ashes
Of the fire we said would never die
Will I ever find an ember burning
From the days gone by
Then I hear a lonely whisper
As a little spark I see
It’s the call of the canyon
Bringing back your answer to me