(Oh my heck, so yeah, the youth stamped, I mean that's a tradition for sure)
(Umm, one year we were, it was raining all like all stampedes)
(And this horse come out and everyone, you know, said it was supposed to be the best)
(And it fell in the mud and mean you can see it's leg just totally snapped)
(It was just hanging there and the girl you know, laid down)
(It was the saddest thing I mean, I think most of the crowd was crying)
(She set up and laid over her horse and just cried and huged her horse and)
('Cause she knew that, you know, that was her last moments with that horse)

Small town girl, Coca-Cola grin, honeysuckle skin
Born beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moon
Small town girl shows up for her friends, crazy about The Bends

I was there when she first put away childish things

We had spring in our heels
Unwavering forces, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind

You traded school for weddings rings and rent
Invitations sent of you and him by a barn out on the edge of town
Small town girl, put your dreams on ice, never thinking twice
Some you'll surely forget and some that you never will

There was a promise in our stride
But we changed courses, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
Like runaway horses, it's a long way back home again
When every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind Writer/s: Brandon Flowers, Robbie Connolly
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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