Her Shadow on My Saddle (**)

Moonlight drips off the canyon walls, Her name still rides each echo call. I talk to ghosts and call it prayer, But it’s her voice floatin’ in the air.

The wind still hums that old refrain, The one we sang before the rain. You keep my heart inside your chest, And ride alone, but never rest.

Her shadow on my saddle, Her whisper in my ear. Every mile I travel, She’s the reason I’m still here. No grave, no God, no battle Could ever draw her near — Just her shadow on my saddle, Year after year.

The whiskey don’t burn like it used to burn, I keep ridin’, but I never learn. Each sunrise feels like her goodbye, Each sunset’s just her lookin’ by.

You can’t outride what you adore, Love’s the chain the soul is for. So let the night keep takin’ mine — I’ll meet you past the borderline.

Her shadow on my saddle, Her scent in every breeze. If I ever find her heaven, It’ll bring me to my knees. No cross, no priest, no chapel — Could bind what used to be — Just her shadow on my saddle, Forever ridin’ me.

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