Tomorrow must be better days
And rocky fields must turn to meadows
But there are prices men must pay
To make a world, where boys can grow
Idle thoughts of horses
Running in their dreams
Questions you can't answer
Like, what does «stud» mean?
(Humming)
Hey, life is just a road, you got to travel
Time is all you really got to lose
And if you get some luck, and things unravel
Hey, you might have a dream or two come true
That 'ol rocky road, you got to travel
All depends on how you pay your dues
Ah ha, you can turn them rocks, into just gravel
And all your dreams might just come true