Ride on

Jimmy Carthy
arranged by The MacLeods

True you ride the finest horse I have ever seen
standing sixty one or two with eyes so wild and green.
And you ride the horse so well with hands light to the touch
I could never go with you, no matter how I wanted to.

Ride on, see you – I could never go with you, no matter how I wanted to.

And when you ride into the night, without a trace behind
run you claws along me guts one last time.
I turned to face the empty space, where you used to lie
I looked to the spark to light the dark through the teardrop in my eye.


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