My saddle horse has died No one was in time To save him or to reach me with the news that Im without a mount to ride My saddle horse has died My saddle horse has died No one can provide The slightest bit of reason to encourage me to go on in this life My saddle horse has died My saddle horse has died With him goes my pride For without a charging steed beneath me I can hardly call myself a knight My saddle horse has died My saddle horse has died My saddle horse has died And I am sick inside With thoughts of armies infidel attacking when I cannot join the fight My saddle horse has died I am sick inside With thoughts of heathen victories unfolding when I have been left behind My saddle horse has died
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