His mane is flapping in the breeze,

His eyes are full of life

The sound of hoozes beating below

He's got me hypnotized

His bare back feels smooth

Beneath my nimble fingers

And as he runs throughthe canyon

Only dust still lingers

I look behind

My heart still pounds

As I can hear some

Shouting sounds

The Colonel  and I  become

Entangled in a race

His men and horses try and keep up

This will be a brutal race

But does Spirit panick?

No he keeps his cool.

If anyone think their horse can out run Spirit 

They really must be a great big  fool

As Spirit doesn't slow or stop

Though he must be tired

He runs and runs  and runs and runs

As if he's escaping fire

Now he stops, he closes his eyes

I can't believe it's true

I bet he's thinking I'll jump this space

And and you are coming too!

I plead and beg but he ignores it all

And then he runs and jumps

We're flying through the sky blue air 

This jump is rather fun!