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)