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