Ridin' back from town tonight I don't need the trail moonlight This old horse knows his way home I don't have to touch the reins He's right on track just like a train This old horse knows his way home This old horse knows his way home
He waits faithfully to save me From poker games and painted ladies This old horse knows his way home And when my hard-earned pay is gone I climb up and just hold on This old horse knows his way home This old horse knows his way home
Cowboy blues fade to black In an old bunkhouse rack And so I whistle back in the saddle Again
Cowboy blues fade to black In an old bunkhouse rack And so I whistle back in the saddle Again
Ridin' back from town tonight I don't need the trail moonlight This old horse knows his way home This horse knows This old horse knows his way home This old horse knows his way home...