You wanted to stay wild and free,
To stand all night under the old oak tree.
To run with your mares over heather and sand,
To guard the foals in your select band.
The forest was your natural right,
Are these your dreams when stabled at night?
To stand all night under the old oak tree.
To run with your mares over heather and sand,
To guard the foals in your select band.
The forest was your natural right,
Are these your dreams when stabled at night?