The
wild horses
Roaming
free on the field
Grazing
on the grass
No
worry of tomorrow
They
don't want to be tame
They
don't want to follow rules and games
They
want to do what they please
Roaming
free on the land
When
the hunters hit the trails
The
wild horses kicking up smoke of ashes
They
can't be caught and caged
They
don't want to follow rules and games
In
the wild they feel free
The
wild horses galloping away
Roaming
free on the field
No
worry of tomorrow
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