Amen-
that’s what we say when we talk to God
And this old soul-
knows when it’s all been said and done

Like a river run dry-
drowning in dust
in that grey autumn sky

Dreamers-
on a journey that had just begun
We were rebels-
breakin’ free from the herd like colts on the run

Riding wild on those rolling plains-
chasing visions in that
warm summer rain

A porch light on the prairie-
it casts a lonesome sight
While we bask in the glory-
of another starry night

This broken horse-
this broken horse don’t roam no more

Try as you may now-
you know it’s all just in vain
Git’ up, get on your way now-
they’ve forgotten your name by now

This broken horse-
this broken horse don’t roam no more

Words and music by Gordon Gow