La Primera

It was a long hard voyage to the Americas
 in 1493
 I was afraid that I would die of thirst
 The little mare beside me died
 and was put into the sea, but I survied
 I swam to shore, I am La Primera
 When Cortes sailed from Mexico
 from that island in the sun
 there were 16 of us,
 sorrels, blacks and bays.
 One of them was my first born
 he was called the 'Coyote Dun'
 he served well the conquered of Mexico
 I am a drinker of the wind
 I am the one who never tires
 I love my freedom more than all these things
 The Conquistador, Comanche and the Cowboy
 I carried them to glory
 I am La Primera- Spanish mustang
 hear my story
 The Comanches were holy terrors
 when they climbed upon our backs
 when the grass was high
 they would raid for a thousand miles
 But the Texans had revolvers
 when they returned from the war
 the buffalo had gone away
 the Comanche moon was waning
 So it's come along boys and listen to my tale
 We are following the longhorn cow
 going up Mister Goodnite's trail you see
 Those cowboys were kind to us
 we listen to their sad songs
 all the way to the far Saskatchewan
 I am a drinker of the wind
 I am the one who never tires
 I love my freedom more than all these things
 The Conquistador, Comanche and the Cowboy
 I carried them to glory
 I am La Primera- Spanish mustang
 hear my story
 High in the Pyor Mountains
 first light of dawn
 Coyote Dun walks beneth the morning Star
 he became an outlaw and his blood was
 watered some, but the flame still burns
 into the new millennium
 I am a drinker of the wind
 I am the one who never tires
 I love my freedom more than all these things
 The Conquistador, Comanche and the Cowboy
 I carried them to glory
 I am La Primera- Spanish mustang
 hear my story
 La Primera- Spanish mustang
 hear my story...
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