Velvet

Velvet was a very handsome mother-mare-to-be

Grazing by a country road and tied to a very young tree

We were walking to see her

Velvet gazed upon me

Indian Summer - turning colors on me

Couldn't she have stayed until the first September day

To foal in the autumn shades

The family would have shared her pain

Snake bite deep in the night

Velvet lost her life twice

Indian Summer - turning colors on me

Velvet, now you're gone

Family carries on

Children love you so

They don't even know

Malamute's howl and seem to know

Velvet's old friend Tony cried in the morning sun

She was reaching for someone

And she broke down to a new friend

Indian Summer - turning colors on me

Indian Summer - turning colors on me