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The King's Mare letra


I rolled into the county fair, twenty bucks, a borrowed hat
Down by the barns, Clydesdales kicked up dust, big as dynamite
That's mine, I said, best blood in the state
Never knew his name, his age, or where the hell he ate

Saw a chance to make some money, maybe charm a little peach
Had no damn idea how, but that had never stopped me much
Then I saw her by the ticket stand, easy as an old song
Sun in her hair, lemonade in hand, like she'd always belonged

She's the hometown kind, the kind a man remembers well
The kind that makes a drifter think twice before he sells
She's a black-maned storm, I'm an eagle roamin' these hills
I came to win a horse race, she made me miss the wheels

The horse I swore was mine got beat by an underdog
Then she dragged me to Murphy's, where they knew her from the door
Somebody bought me whiskey, somebody knew my name
Her daddy watched me sideways, her brothers did the same

Hell, even the preacher knew me before I finished my beer
I figured I'd be gone by midnight, a little scheme is always near
But where there's life, there's a buddy close by
I came in flying, she kept me grounded all night

She's the hometown kind, the kind a man remembers well
The kind that makes a drifter think twice before he sells
She's a black-maned storm, I'm an eagle roamin' these hills
I came to win a horse race, she made me miss the wheels

Next mornin', coffee by my gun, biscuits on the side
She said: You stayin'? Wasn't plannin' on it, but I might
I'm a drifter, but her smile made me wanna be
'Cause breakfast feels like trouble for a man like me

She's the hometown kind, the kind a man remembers well
The kind that makes a drifter think twice before he sells
She's a black-maned storm, I'm an eagle roamin' these hills
I came to win a horse race, she made me miss the wheels

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