Where sad old boy lay sleeping,
The lonely sound of weeping
With the early break of dawning,
for years there every morning,
Kneeling by his graveside
A young girl of compassion,
with love somewhat old -fashioned,
She idolized the saddle boy,
and a bond between them grew
Secret lovers and in childhood,
she would ride like he could
So he called her his saddle girl,
and the old folk never knew
But Old Boundary Rider Troy,
to the homestead he came calling
With spoken words informing
how the boy and the pony died
And the old home hearts were broken
And a girl with name unspoken
Overheard the saddening news
An eternal flame she carried
Through life and never married
Her secret love for Saddleboy
Till death did e 'er remain
And now the story surrounds
Beside the cross -marked saddle -boy
Where the station cattle roam
And grasses tall are bending
When rain clouds are descending
And the wind through the valleys roam
You will hear them recite
Perf beats on timbered ground
To Saddle Boy with Saddle
Saddle Boy and Saddle Girl
