There’s A Bridle Hanging On The Wall

There’s a bridle hanging on the wall

There’s a saddle in a lonely stall

You ask me why the teardrops fall

It’s just that bridle bridle hanging on the wall

There’s a horse shoe nailed above the door

It’s the shoe that my old pony wore

There’s a faded blanket lying in the hall

And that bridle bridle hanging on the wall

With that pony for my guide

I used to ride on down that trail

Watching the moon swing low

But now that faithful friend

Has found the end of his trail

He’s gone wherever good ponies go

And his bridle’s hanging on the wall

His saddle’s in a lonely stall

No more will he answer to my call

Just his bridle’s hanging on the wall