It takes no match to give me a spark
now I'm trying out another heart
I've been whinin' bout a fresh start
I found myself a good horse

I spurred it over quicksand
and I rode it through a hollow land
I fed it with a shaky hand
I found myself a good horse

these are the promises I can keep
these are the promises I can keep
to live like I must
and ride with the dust in my face
in grace

I found myself a good horse
yes, I found myself a strong horse
but things remained no different than before...

these are the promises I can keep
yes, these are the promises I can keep
to live like I must
and ride with the dust in my face
(these are the promises that I can keep)

these are the promises I can keep
these are the promises I can keep
to live like I must
and ride with the dust in my face
in grace
in grace
in grace