A wild horse roams the land,
With mane and tail flying
high,
He gallops through the
prairie,
With a spirit that cannot
die.
His hooves
pound the earth below,
A thunder that echoes
wide,
A symbol of freedom and
grace,
A creature that cannot be
tamed or tied.
He dances in
the wind and sun,
With a reckless joy that's bold,
A symbol of the wild and free,
A spirit that never grows old.
With eyes
that sparkle like diamonds,
And a heart that beats
like a drum,
He gallops through the
endless fields,
With a wildness that
cannot be undone.
So here's to
the crazy wild horse,
With his spirit that cannot be tamed,
A symbol of freedom and power,
A creature that will
always remain.