Along The Navajo Trail
Bing Crosby Lyrics


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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 what a 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 what a 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

Overall Meaning

In Bing Crosby's song "Along The Navajo Trail," we see a traveler riding through the shadows along the Navajo Trail every evening. As the sun begins to set and the crickets start chirping, the traveler lights a fire and starts dreaming under the stars while listening to the sagebrush guitar played by the wind. The moon rises high, and the traveler wishes upon a star before falling asleep. The traveler wakes up to a silver and pale dawn and gets ready to ride the trail again.


The song is all about the beauty and magic of the Navajo Trail. The trail has a calming effect on the traveler, and the beauty of the trail never seems to get old. The song is almost like a love letter to the trail itself, and the lyrics paint a clear picture of the beauty and majesty of the area.


Line by Line Meaning

Every day, along about evening
Every day at the same time in the evening


When the sunlight's beginning to pale
When the light from the sun is getting weaker


I ride through the slumbering shadows
I travel through the darkened areas that are resting


Along the Navajo Trail
On a specific path called the Navajo Trail


When it's night and crickets are callin'
At night, when crickets are making their distinctive sound


And coyotes are makin' a wail
And coyotes are making their unique cry


I dream by a smoldering fire
I imagine things while sitting beside a fire that is slowly burning


Along the Navajo Trail
On the same specific path called the Navajo Trail


I love to lie and listen to the music
I enjoy resting while hearing the sounds of nature


When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar
When the wind plays the sagebrush like a guitar


When over yonder hill the moon is climbin'
When the moon is rising over that hill in the distance


It always finds me wishin' on a star
It reminds me to make a wish upon a star


Well what a ya know, it's mornin' already
Surprisingly, it's already morning


There's the dawnin', so silver and pale
The beginning of the day when the sky is silver and pale


It's time to climb into my saddle
It's time to start riding again


And ride the Navajo Trail
To continue along that specific path called the Navajo Trail


Ride the Navajo Trail
Continue on that path known as the Navajo Trail


Ride the Navajo Trail
Keep traveling on that specific path called the Navajo Trail




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DICK CHARLES, EDDIE DE LANGE, LARRY MARKS

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Comments from YouTube:

@davidblanc458

Thank you. It reminds me of a tune called sleepy town blues

@Trombonology

I wish Decca had let Bing have this one all to himself.

@mikeycondry1493

Agreed

@Nomphalos

I love Bing and the Andrews Sisters together, but for this song I think I agree.

@croonyerzoonyer

Boswells > Andrews

@Trombonology

@@croonyerzoonyer Absolutely. Personally, I don't think they're even in the same universe.

@Lubian-Ferrer

♡ único ♡

@wylenore

I bet aliens don't have great music like this.

@lyallg7925

Have a listen to Sam Cooke’s version. He swung the heck out of it. It’s fantastic.

@ravindranathsingh3468

Just waklin in rh tain kohnny.r

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