I ride a little old paint horse, she carries me on my way
And she sure a foot in sturdy wild is the rain
All the cattle they are lowing as I'm singing them to sleep
And the stars are like a blanket god hung over me
My love she's like an oak tree, strong and tall
And she holds me in her branches when I can't stand at all
I love her like a Prairiefield like I can't see the end
I'd walk on forever, yeah, I'd walk until I'm dead
Those mountain dogs they are calling me from on high
They're looking for a kill and there's violence on the rise
They lo me to sleep like my mama sitting by my bed
When I was maybe 5 years old, storms in my head
I ride a little old paint horse, she carries me on my way
And she sure a foot in sturdy wild is the rain
All the cattle they are lowing as I'm singing them to sleep
And the stars are like a blanket god hung over me
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