Dale Evans Is Riding Tonight

The young girl’s pony is made from the stick of a broom, With posters of rodeos thumb-tacked all over her room. She heads off to school with her lunch in a metal lunch pail— With a picture of a cowgirl and the words “HAPPY TRAILS!” Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen In the midst of a young girl’s dream; Dale Evans is riding tonight— She’s the Queen of the West, with her red leather vest… Dale Evans is riding tonight. The little girl grows up but she clings to her childhood games, She looks for Roy Rogers but she always attracts Jesse James. She takes a couple of falls in the rodeo called “married life”— Now she’s back in the saddle—“Adios” to those years as a wife. Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen In the midst of a young woman’s dream; Dale Evans is riding to night— She’s the Queen of the West, she’s got fringe on her dress… Dale Evans is riding tonight. She’s home on the range with her friend the acoustic guitar; It’s state fairs and rodeos and too many years in the bars; Tonight on the stage in Cheyenne she’s raising her hand— The crowd, gives a roar—she’s married some guy in her band! Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen In the midst of a cowgirl’s dream; Dale Evans is riding tonight— She’s the Queen of the West, in her cattle-brand vest… Dale Evans is riding tonight.