Sunny
day cast your light and
help me to fight with second sight.
to see the other way where
shadows cast not their play.
the tune of an old song,
is mellow to my ears.
I hear the train sound fading to
the past, old iron horse on way.
when days begun and cowboys did have fun.
arrows pierced the sky and tomahawks did fly.
the west was won , a new century had begun.
old iron horse led the way.
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