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tired horse
Patient battle
Snug in my saddle
Ready to ride
Im made of diamonds
Golden eyes
I have grown tired
Too many sunsets
Watching the sky
A pearl moon
With soft glow
Thats my destianation
So the old cowboy
Saddles up
I wonder if he knows
The true destination
Im finally going home,,,
Snug in my saddle
Ready to ride
Im made of diamonds
Golden eyes
I have grown tired
Too many sunsets
Watching the sky
A pearl moon
With soft glow
Thats my destianation
So the old cowboy
Saddles up
I wonder if he knows
The true destination
Im finally going home,,,
Published 18th Oct 2012
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18th Oct 2012 10:33pm
Lovely.. I grew up in the stereotypical part of Texas so I can totally relate to this.
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- Edited 9th Nov 2018 2:45pm
18th Oct 2012 10:50pm
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19th Oct 2012 11:36pm
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