I have run on middle fingernail through Eolithic morning
And Iâ? ve thundered down the coach road with Revolutionâ? s warning
I have carried countless errant knights who never found the grail
I have strained before the caissons, Iâ? ve moved the nationâ? s mail
Iâ? ve made knights of lowly tribesmen, kings from ranks of peons
Iâ? ve given pride and arrogance to riding men for eons
Iâ? ve grazed among the lodges, teepees and the yurts
Felt the sting of driving whips, lashes, spurs and quirts
I am roguish- I am flighty- inbred and lowly
Iâ? m a nightmare gone wild I am
Gallant and exalted- stately and noble
Iâ? m awesome- I am grand I am
The Horse
I have suffered gross indignities from users and winners
Iâ? ve felt the touch of kindness from losers and sinners
I have given for the cruel hand and given for the kind
Heaved a sigh at Appomattox when surrender had been signed
I can be as tough as hardened steel- fragile as a flower
I know not my endurance I know not my own power
I have died with heart exploded beneath the cheering stands
Calmly stood below the hanging noose of vigilante bands
I am roguish- I am flighty- inbred and lowly
Iâ? m a nightmare gone wild- I amâ?¦
Gallant and exalted- stately and noble
Iâ? m awesome- I am grand- I am
The Horse
So Iâ? ll run on middle fingernail until the curtain closes
Iâ? ll win for you your triple crown Iâ? ll wear for you your roses
Toward you who took my freedom Iâ? ve no malice or remorse
Iâ? ll endure Iâ? ll last forever I am
The Horse