My gentle steed, let me dress your head
My dear friend, lets ride out there
Where we can see the distances
She'll stop if I start to fall
She'll stop if I start to fall
My gentle steed
Who knows where this path will lead
I grip the reigns hard, but tenderly
The new wind in our hair
She keeps her head up graceful and tall
She keeps her head up graceful and tall
My galant steed
My galant steed
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