Empty Saddles

There's something strange in the old corral
There's a breeze though the wind has died
Though I'm alone in the old corral
Seems there is someone by my side

Empty saddles in the old corral
Where do you ride tonight
Are you rounding up the dogies
The strays of long ago
Are you on the trail of buffalo

Empty saddles in the old corral
Where do you ride tonight
Are there rustlers on the border
Or a band of Navajo
Are you heading for the Alamo

Empty boots covered with dust
Where do you walk tonight
Empty guns covered with rust
Where do you talk tonight
Empty saddles in the old corral
My tears would be dry tonight
If you'd only say I'm lonely
As you carry my old pal
Empty saddles in the old corral