True you ride the finest horse
I have ever seen,
Standing sixteen, one or two
With eyes wild and green
And you ride the horse so well,
Hands light to the touch,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.

Ride on, see you,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.

When you ride in to the night
Without a trace behind,
Run your claw along my gut
One last time.
I turn to face an empty space
Where (once) you used to lie,
And look for a spark to light the night
Through a teardrop in my eye.

Ride on, see you,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.

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