A Good Horse

It takes no match to give me a spark Now I'm trying out another heart I've been whining 'bout a fresh start I've found myself a good horse I spurred it over quicksand And I ran it through the hollow land I've fed it with a shaky hand I found myself a strong horse These are the promises I can keep These are the promises I can keep To live like I must And ride with the dust in my face In grace I've found myself a good horse Yes, I've found myself a strong horse But things remain no different than before These are the promises I can keep Yes, these are the promises I can keep To live like I must And ride with the dust in my face (These are the promises that I will keep), oh Oh, these are the promises I can keep These are the promises I can keep To live like I must And ride with the dust in my face (Woah) In grace (woah) In grace (woah) In grace (woah)