True

you

ride

the

fi-

nest

horse

I've

e-

ver

seen,

Stan-

ding

sixt-

een,

one

or

two.

With

eyes

wild

and

green,

You

ride

the

horse

so

well,

hands

light

to

the

touch,

I

could

ne-

ver

go

with

you

no

ma-

tter

how

I

wan-

ted

to.

Ride

on,

see

you,

I

could

ne-

ver

go

with

you

No

mat-

ter

how

I

wan-

ted

to.

Ride

on,

see

you,

I

could

ne-

ver

go

with

you

No

mat-

ter

how

I

wan-

ted

to.

When

you

ride

in

to

the

night

with-

out

a

trace

be-

hind,

Run

your

claw

a-

long

my

gut

one

last

time.

I

turn

to

face

an

emp-

ty

space

where

you

used

to

lie,

And

look

for

a

spark

that

lights

the

night

Through

a

tear-

drop

in

my

eye.

Ride

on,

see

you,

I

could

ne-

ver

go

with

you

No

mat-

ter

how

I

wan-

ted

to.

Ride

on,

see

you,

I

could

ne-

ver

go

with

you

No

mat-

ter

how

I

wan-

ted

to.