Empty Saddle

Lyrics: Ken Creighton Music and Vocals: Songer AI Empt Saddle My father’s saddle’s empty No more dusty trails to ride. Like the saw dust on a bar floor A memory’s swept aside. Just another tired cowboy Has taken his last stance One last song found in the jukebox One last quarter, one last dance A cowboy, a hero A father, a son All ride off in the distance As all turn to one. A salute to the father A salute from the son One last time the flag is folded Now the journey is done My father’s boots sit empty No more time to cross the floor No need to clean the leather He won’t wear them anymore. A proud and selfless rider My father heads for home And out on the horizon My father stands alone. A cowboy, a hero A father, a son All ride off in the distance As all turn to one. A salute to the father A salute from the son One last time the flag is folded Now the journey is done My father’s chair sits silent In the darkness of the night. No more need to bring him comfort No more need to find the light One last time he climbs the staircase One last time he shuts the door One last time he sleeps within our hearts Where he will sleep forever more. A cowboy, a hero A father, a son All ride off in the distance As all turn to one. A salute to the father A salute from the son One last time the flag is folded Now the journey is done Ken Creighton May 2026