LYRICS

In the golden afternoons I’d come home from school

Saddle up my pony
Do you remember Bonnie Blue?

Lope off down the canyon Headed for our special tree. There on your black Gypsy You'd be waiting there for me.

[chorus]
Only teenage dreamers Only half way grown

We’d talk and laugh and dream about Things we were going to do.
You on your black Gypsy
Me on Bonnie Blue

[verse]
Life brought us some changes. You went off to sea.
I picked up a guitar
And wrote a song or three.

Gypsy got the founder
To keep her going just seemed cruel. I got short of cash one time
So I sold my Bonnie Blue.

[chorus]
Only teenage dreamers Thought we had it made.

We’d talk and laugh and dream about The things we were going to do.
You on your black Gypsy
And me on Bonnie Blue.

[verse]
I heard that you got married Some kids and a pretty wife. Me, I’ve had some good times Made a small success of life. 

Sometimes I go riding
It’s never quite the same Sometimes when it’s late at night, I still call out your name.

[chorus]
Only teenage dreamers When everything was new

We’d talk and laugh and dream about The things we were going to do
With you on your black Gypsy

And me on Bonnie Blue.

 

 

LYRICS

[verse 1]

I hope you’re rolling in clover
In hills that stretch as far as the eye can see
I hope you never grew a day older But most of all I hope you’re running free

[verse 2]

I hope you’re never stopped by fences
The barriers of time keeping you from me

I wish I could open the gates to forever
But most of all I hope you’re running free.

[chorus]

Running free
Under the [G6] rainbow Running free
Cross a cloudless sky Running free
That’s all I ask for
I hope you’re
Running free

[verse 3]

I hope you have a young girl who loves you
I hope she looks a little bit like me I hope she brings you apples in the sunshine

But most of all I hope you’re running free.

[chorus]

Running free
Under the rainbow Running free
Cross a cloudless sky Running free
That’s all I ask for
I hope you’re Running

Free
Under the rainbow Running free
Cross a cloudless sky Running free
That’s all I ask for
I hope you’re Running free

I hope - you’re Running - free 

 

LYRICS

In the Chauvet cave in France the images still seem so clear Paintings of horses that have lasted

thirty-thousand years. . . .

[Chorus]
I’m not the
first girl
To love the look of you I’m not the
first girl
To want to hold you fast I’m not the
first girl
To want to capture you I’m not the

first girl
To want to make it last I’m not the
first girl
To want to make it last.

Sitting by the fire watching as the last
! remaining wood is burning. Imagining I see you
! galloping across the empty walls The charcoal on my fingertips

working out the details of my yearning
I’m wondering about the eyes who someday will see what I see now

[Tag]
I’m not the

first girl
To want to make it last I’m not the
first girl
To want to make it last.

[Bridge]
In the flickering light
the images start to appear
Lasting thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands of years. 

 

LYRICS

[Verse]

Saddled up my red mare Headed out for one last ride Can’t save the ranch but Maybe I can save some pride

Torn loose like a tumble weed Driven by a fierce northern blow

No place left for us to go. [Chorus]

Lettin’ go the reins
Lettin’ go the pain, pullin' me down Nothing left to gain
It ain’t raining cash
In this dried up ol’ town.

We have lost our place,
All our open space
Red , ----- this is our last ride.

[Verse]
All the other horses

On a truck bound for Mexico Buck and Spice and Tony Sugar with her brand new foal

Horses have a way of knowing what we Hope they cannot know

No place left for us to go.

[Chorus]
Lettin’ go the reins

Lettin’ go the pain, pullin' me down Nothing left to gain
It ain’t raining cash
In this dried up ol’ town.

Red , ----- this is our last ride.

[Bridge]
whoah whoaaaah
whoah whoaaaah
'Gonna wave good-bye
To the wide open sky
And I hope we can just run fast Until we fly

[Chorus]
Lettin’ go the reins

Lettin’ go the pain, pulling me down Nothing left to gain
It ain’t raining cash
In this dried up ol’ town.

We have lost our place,
All our open space
Red , ----- this is our last ride. Red , ----- this is our last ride. Red , ----- this is our last ride. 

LYRICS (after a poem by Joy Harjo @ Wayne Scott of Swan Lake First nation Reserve Of Manitoba Canada)

[chorus]

She had some horses She had some horses She had some horses

V1
She had horses who had long silky manes
She had horses made of clay who would break
She had horses formed from cumulous clouds
She had horses made of birthday cake.

She had some horses

V2
She had horses who nibbled on sugar She had horses who rolled in the dirt She had horses who galloped when she whistled
She had horses who were truckloads of hurt.

She had some horses [chorus]

Yikkeee Ki Yi! Yikkee Ki Yi!
She had some horses

V3
She had horses with long roman noses Se had horses with massive brown thighs
She had horses who would jump all the fence
She had horses who never won a prize.

She had some horses.

V4
She had horses who liked Stomp Dance songs
She had horses who had no names.
She had horses who she called“Spirit.” She had horses whose names had changed.

[chorus]
[Yikkeee Yi! Yikkee Yi! She had some horses]

[instrumental]

[Bridge]
She had some horses she loved She had some horses she hated

These were the same horses

[chorus]
[Yikkeee Yi! Yikkee Yi! She had some horses]

She had some horses She had some horses She had some horses