They call me the yodeling ranger
My badge is solid gold
I rove the land by the Old Rio Grande
And belong to that ranger fold

When we are roving together
Beneath the bright Texas moon
I pillow my head on a desert sand-bed
And yodel this old ranger tune

I sing when I am in danger
Trust in my trigger hand
My heart is light as I ride thru the night
I belong to that old ranger band

There's no place where I'm a stranger
And I'm never lonely long
Wherever we are I have my old guitar
And yodel this old ranger song