When the Cactus Is in Bloom - Bill Monroe

The cattle prowled and the coyotes howled

Out on the Great Divide

I never done no wrong, just singing a song

As down the trail I ride

The rattlesnakes rattle at the prairie dogs

Don’t you hear that mournful tune

For it’s roundup time away out West

When the cactus are in bloom

Daylight comes and the cowhands yell

They call out ev’ry man

I throw my saddle on my old cowhorse

I drink my coffee from a can

The sun goes down on the cattle trail

I’m gazing at the moon

For it’s roundup time away out West

When the cactus are in bloom

We don’t have cold weather

It never snows or rains

That is where the sunshine’s best

Out on the western plains

Some of the boys have gone away

But they will be back soon

For it’s roundup time away out West

When the cactus are in bloom

Daylight comes and the cowhands yell

They call out ev’ry man

I throw my saddle on my old cowhorse

I drink my coffee from a can

The sun goes down on the cattle trail

I’m gazing at the moon

For it’s roundup time away out West

When the cactus are in bloom