there's a spot out on the prairie
where the coyotes love to roam
around a little old log shack I'd like to call my home
I love to sit and listen while I how at the yellow moon
beside a little old log shack I'd like to call my home

where the coyotes howlin'
the lonesome malady
the wonder around my little home
The moon shines bright on my little old shack tonight
a little old log shanty on a claim

my shack's my only fortune
I'm as happy as you are
I can sing and yodel and strum this old guitar
the meadowlarks are singing out where the doggies roam
around a little old log shack
I'll always call my home

where the coyotes howling'
the lonesome ma'lady
the wonder around my little home
the moon shines bright on my little old log shack tonight
little old log shanty on a claim

years ago I had a sweetheart
the joy of my life
one night I asked her best I could
if she would be my wife
we'd have the sweetest honeymoon
where we could be alone
in a little old log shack
we could always call our home

(solo)

that night we set to driving out to our home to be
she said she was never happy unless she was alone with me
but when she saw my paradise she seemed to take a fright
and all at once she gave a scream, "I could never be your wife"
cause you haven't got electric lights
you'll have to live alone
is this the little old log shack you want me to call my home?
I never seen her since that night she gave me back the ring
it went straight into the fire, I started to sing

where the coyotes howlin'
the lonesome ma'lady
the wonder around my little home
the moon shines bright on my little old log shack tonight
a little old log shanty on a claim

I'd like to think you never hurt my feelings when you left
for I'm a happy camper out where the doggies drift
at night I lye and listen to that coyote mingle tone
around a little old log shack
I'll always call my home

the moon shines bright on my little old log shack tonight
a little old log shanty on a claim

Original Lyrics by Wilf Carter, 1939
Revised Lyrics by David Noel, 2012