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| A Good Horse
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It takes no match to give me a spark, Now I’m trying out another heart, I’ve been whining ’bout a fresh start I found myself a good horse!
Hey!
I spurred it on the quicksand And I rolled it through the hollow lands I fed you with a shaky hand I found myself a strong horse
These are the promises I can keep, These are the promises I can keep, To live like I’m must And ride with the dust in my face In race (? )
I found myself a good horse Yes, I found myself a strong horse But things remain no different than before
Oh these are the promises I can keep Yes, these are the promises I can keep To live like I’m must And ride with the dust in my face These are the promises I can keep
Oh these are the promises I can keep These are the promises I can keep To live like I must And ride with the dust in my face In grace In grace In grace |
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