(Michael Timmins)

The money would be pretty good
ifIf a quart of milk were still a dollar
orOr even if a quart of milk were still a quart
And the hours, well, I don't mind
howHow they creep on by like an old love of mine
it'sIt's the years that simplyenter deleted
disappear that are doing me in

Guess I married too young, young
yeah,Yeah, nineteen was just too young, young
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and your guts just burn
It's not that I don't love him anymore
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coming through that front door
myMy heart doesn't race like it did once before

But I've got a horse out in the country
Oh yeah,I get to see him every second Sunday
He comes when I call him, him
yeah,Yeah, he knows his name
One day I'll saddle up
andAnd the two of us will ride away

This weather I could almost stand
ifIf the sun would shine a little brighter
orOr even if the sun would shine at all
But lately it just seems to me
thatThat this life has lost its it's mystery
andAnd these cold fall mornings seem to bite
justJust a little bit harder

And all my friends have settled down
becomeBecome their mothers and their fathers
withoutWithout a sound sound, except for Cathy
Except for Cathy,
she bought She got a one-way subway ticket
andAnd left us all behind

But I've got a horse out in the country
Oh yeah,I get to see him every second Sunday
He comes when I call him, him
yeah,Yeah, he knows his name
One day I'll saddle up
andAnd the two of us will ride away

This town wouldn't be so bad
ifIf a girl could trust her instincts
orOr even if a girl could trust a boy