There's a rustle through the tree tops as the night 
wind softly sighs
The cattle rest and the bushland is so still 
From the distance comes the jingle of the horses hobble 
chains
As they graze the grass round about at will

Then I gaze into the embers of my dying campfires glow
And the pictures that I see there make me frown
For they come along and taunt me what I might have been 
and done
When the cattle are all bedded and the horses hobbled 
down

I was once a horseman, a rider of renown
Who loved it all the glamour and the glare
The handshakes and the backslaps
And the false friends that you meet
But when the heart is young then everything seems fair

A home of friendly neighbours with kiddies running 
'round
I threw away to wear a tinsel crown
night
When the cattle are all bedded and the horses hobbled 
down

For as you grow older and must give the game away
You're just a name that blazed awhile ago
And the friends you've made have left you for another 
name that's new
Then you take to droving cattle it's the only job you 
know

Then by some lonely fireside you'll be dreaming all 
alone
Whilst the boys are having fun they're back in town
I know because I'm here tonight with a lifetime to 
regret
When the cattle are all bedded and the horses hobbled 
down

There's a rustle through the tree tops as the night 
wind softly sighs
The old campfire has burned into the ground
And my dreams have slowly drifted like the smoke into 
the trees
When the cattle are all bedded and the horses hobbled 
down.