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Lyrics:
She rears her head as I approach Her nostrils flared with fear Her eyes are wide, her mane is flying She's pinning back her ears
Chorus: And she won't come to me She won't come to me She won't come to anyone Who's frightened to be free
She stiffens and she shivers and She wheels and lopes away Across the unfenced sections I won't catch that mare today
So as I roam the prairies for A chance to try again Behind me through the grasses drag The braided leather reins
Chorus
She's broken well, her gait is sound She'll pack a man all day She's cowy and her mouth is good She'll pen your restless strays
Chorus
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