Whisperin
The Whispers 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 whatta 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 whatta 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

The Whispers's song "Whisperin'" tells the story of a cowboy who travels along the Navajo Trail. The lyrics beautifully narrate his daily routine of riding through the shadows in the evening when the sun starts to set, dreaming by a smoldering fire when it's night and the crickets are calling, and wishing on a star when the moon climbs over yonder hill. The cowboy's love for music is evident when he listens to the wind strumming a sagebrush guitar.


The song paints a picturesque image of a cowboy's life on the Navajo Trail, where he spends his day riding through the shadows, night dreaming by the fire, and enjoying the music of wind and crickets. The cowboy's journey through the trail is a metaphor for life's journey, where one has to navigate through different phases and cherish the beautiful moments along the way.


Overall, "Whisperin'" is a beautiful song that tells a powerful story through its lyrics. It not only explores the life of a cowboy but also celebrates the beauty of nature and the small joys of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Every day, along about evening
Each day, typically during the early evening hours


When the sunlight's beginning to pale
When the sun is gradually setting, and daylight is fading


I ride through the slumbering shadows
I travel through the quiet, dark areas where people and animals are sleeping


Along the Navajo Trail
Down a specific path commonly referred to as the Navajo Trail


When it's night and crickets are callin'
During the nighttime, when crickets are making their distinctive sounds


And coyotes are makin' a wail
While coyotes are howling in the distance


I dream by a smoldering fire
I sit and contemplate my thoughts while staring at a fire that is slowly burning out


Along the Navajo Trail
In the same location along the Navajo Trail


I love to lie and listen to the music
I enjoy lying down and listening to the natural sounds and all the music around me


When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar
When the wind is blowing through the sagebrush, creating a musical sound similar to that of a guitar


When over yonder hill the moon is climbin'
When the moon is rising up over a specific hill in the distance


It always finds me wishin' on a star
I always find myself gazing up at the stars and wishing for something


Well whatta ya know, it's mornin' already
Wow, it's already morning


There's the dawnin', so silver and pale
The sunrise is happening, and the light is slowly filling the sky with a pale, silver color


It's time to climb into my saddle
It's time for me to get on my horse and start riding


And ride the Navajo Trail
To continue on my journey down the Navajo Trail


Ride the Navajo Trail
To continue my journey down the Navajo Trail


Ride the Navajo Trail
To continue my journey down the Navajo Trail




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