The Divine Comedy
My Lovely Horse
(My lovely, lovely, lovely horse)
My lovely horse (My lovely horse)
Running through the fields (Running through the fields)
Where are you going
With your fetlocks blowing
In the wind? (All summer)

I want to shower you with sugar lumps
And ride you over fences
Polish your hooves every single day
And bring you to the horse dentist

(My lovely, lovely, lovely horse)
My lovely horse (My lovely horse)
You're a pony no more (You're a pony no more)
Running around
With a man on your back (But...)
Like a train in the night, yeah (...I love you anyway)
Like a train in the night

(My lovely, lovely, lovely horse)