Long time ago, I remember well
There was a tale the old timers tell
Of a man who rode this way one day
Just passing through not meaning to stay
When a shy young beauty he did see
A sweet image for his fantasy.
Well the story goes, they got on great
While the rest of it was left to fate
The two young folks seemed to fall in love
Quite like the wish each was dreaming of
Remember when love has a good start
Most times it pays to follow the heart !