Had one task In our home Had to draw water from the well for my father's horse I was the least Among my brothers And I would be the last among them to hold the reins I could feel the heat From old lightning Before my father was awake We'd take off riding There was one law At my father's house There's nothing the family needs it can't do without The horse I loved The old and lame By the time its service was done it'd be twice its age One morning in the mist I jumped the last fence More farther than even he Or the old man went The wild dancing fire Was snuffed out of me That beast worked his whole life And broke beneath me I had one task In our home I had to drag a horse to the field with my father's gun