Wind in the Mane

[Verse] Morning mist was lifting, skies so blue and clear, Saddled up my old mare, the wind whispered in her ear, We rode through golden meadows, past fields of rusted plow, The breeze was like a blanket, wrapped around us now. [Verse 2] The trees began to sway, leaves danced a twirling waltz, We galloped through the valley, no reins, no put a halt, The world felt like a painting, each stroke a graceful line, The wind became our chorus, in that sweet southern time. [Chorus] Oh, the wind in the mane, it's a wild and free refrain, Carving paths through open plains, it's a rider's sweet domain, When the breeze embraces, sets our spirits in flight, Oh, it's beautiful, oh so beautiful, riding horses in the wind's delight. [Verse 3] The hills rolled out before us, like waves upon the sea, Every gust of wind a whisper, 'bout the way life used to be, With every hoofbeat falling, felt the heartbeat of the land, In nature's grand arena, together we would stand. [Verse 4] Sunset painted shadows, as we rode into the dusk, The wind carried the stories of the wild and the just, We slowed down by the river, let the ripples sing their song, In the whispering, windy evening, where the heart truly belongs. [Chorus] Oh, the wind in the mane, it's a wild and free refrain, Carving paths through open plains, it's a rider's sweet domain, When the breeze embraces, sets our spirits in flight, Oh, it's beautiful, oh so beautiful, riding horses in the wind's delight.