Chestnut Mare
Well I was up on Stony Ridge after this chestnut mare
I'd been chasin' her for weeks now. Oh, I'd catch a little glimpse
of her every once in a while; she'd be off takin' her meal, or bathin';
she was a real fine lady!
Well she takes off, runnin' up on to that ridge, higher
than I've ever been before. We're runnin' along just fine, and then
she sees a sidewinder, all coiled up ready to strike. Well that
spooks her, and she jumps off the edge ...me holdin' on!
And we were falling down this crevice, about a mile down there
I'd say! I look down and I see this red thing below us. Turned
out to be our reflection in a little pool of water, about six
feet wide, and only one foot deep, and we're comin' down at it!
Finally we hit and we splashed that pool dry. Well that's when
I lost my hold and she got away. But I'm never gonna' give up,
I'm gonna' get her again some day!
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