Empty Saddles In The Old Corral - Dean Martin

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 at my side

Empty saddles in the old corral

Where do you ride tonight?

Are you roundin' 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 headin' for the Alamo?

Empty guns covered with rust

Where do you talk tonight?

Empty boots covered with dust

Where do you walk tonight?

Empty saddles in the old corral

My tears will be dried tonight

If you’ll only say I’m lonely as you carry my old pal

Empty saddles in the old corral

There is no smoke, still the fires burn

There’s no song, still I hear guitars

There is no dust, still the ghosts return

Softly to vanish through the bars