Poor Old Horse Kate Rusby

[Verse 1]
Got a poor old horse
He's standing at your door
And if you'll only let him in
He'll greet you all I'm sure
He'll greet you all I'm sure
He'll greet you all I'm sure
He'll greet you all I'm sure

[Verse 2]
Now that he's grown old
And nature doth decay
My master frowns upon him now
These words I've heard him say
These words I've heard him say
These words I've heard him say
These words I've heard him say

[Verse 3]
Now that he's grown old
And scarcely can he crawl
He's forced to eat the coarsest grass
That grows against the wall
That grows against the wall
That grows against the wall
It grows against the wall