Just a melancholy echo ling'ring when the day is through,
It's the call of the canyon, once again i'm dreaming of you.
Every night i search the moonlight up and down the river shore,
It's the call of the canyon, maybe i will find you once more.
Standing there alone by the ashes of the fire we said would never die,
Will i ever find an ember burning from the days gone by.
Then i hear a lonely whisper as a little spark i see,
It's the call of the canyon, bringing back your answer to me.