Tall in the Saddle

So you’ve been on the trail a good while
You’re worn out and weary from many a mile
But you don’t let it show
You set your eyes on the miles left to go
You’re tall in the saddle
You keep your head high
And your heart just as open as the prairie is wide
You’re tall in the saddle when you ride
Who can you tell all the places you’ve seen
An old rolled-up blanket and a dented canteen
And your pillow of stone
But you can’t be weighed down by the things you don’t own
You’re tall in the saddle
You keep your head high
And your heart just as open as the prairie is wide
You’re tall in the saddle when you ride
Don’t you love the freedom
Don’t you love the land
And the feel of the reins in your hand
It’s getting' on dark, but you’ve got a good mare
And she knows the way home and she’ll take you there
And wherever you are
That’s somethin' to show for comin' so far
You’re tall in the saddle
You keep your head high
And your heart just as open as the prairie is wide
You’re tall in the saddle when you ride