Go not—I would too lonely be—
Between my little mare and me
Is understanding sympathy—
Be glad you staid!
Between my little mare and me
Is understanding sympathy—
Be glad you staid!
Quite soon enough we two must part—
At thought of it the teardrops start—
Thy loss lies heavy on my heart,
My faithful friend.
At thought of it the teardrops start—
Thy loss lies heavy on my heart,
My faithful friend.
Let's joy and love and pleasure know—
I kiss your mane's soft rippling flow—
Just live and love me here below,
Until the end.
I kiss your mane's soft rippling flow—
Just live and love me here below,
Until the end.
I'm sure that in God's great good plan,
For faithful horse, as faithful man,
A Heaven waits, which knows no ban
For creatures here—
For faithful horse, as faithful man,
A Heaven waits, which knows no ban
For creatures here—
For in His loving thought of all
His creatures here, both great and small,
His sympathy for each and all,
Is God more dear.
His creatures here, both great and small,
His sympathy for each and all,
Is God more dear.
