True you ride the finest horse I’ve ever seen
Standing sixteen-one or-two
With eyes wild and green
And you ride the horse so well
Hands light to the touch
And I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to
Ride on, see ya,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to
And when you ride into the night
Without a trace behind
Run the claw along my gut
One last time
I’ll turn to face an empty space
Where once you used to lie
And smile for a smile that
lights the night
Through a teardrop in my eye
Ride on, see ya,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to
- Written by Jimmy MacCarthy
Jimmy MacCarthy 