Let ’em Run

Up in storey county where the wild ponies run

And the gold was mined that fueled the civil war

There’s a fierce but friendly people

And if you ask ‘em to a one, they’ll tell you

There’s still a lotta things worth fighting for

Up in storey county the mustangs still run free

The eagle soars above the pinion pines

And these horses stand for something

That is precious and more rare

Than all the silver and the gold from them ol’ mines

So let ’em run

Let them wild ponies run

Don’t you brand ’em, don’t you break ’em

Don’t you let the killers

Take a single one – let ’em run

In a world where fences

Scar the earth

From sun to risin’ sun

There’s still a few proud places left

Where they let the wild things run

Let ’em run

Up in storey county in the high nevada hills

Freedom rides the wayward western wind

And the mustang is a symbol

With its wild and fiery will

Of the way the west will never be again

So let ’em run

Let them wild ponies run

Don’t you brand ’em, don’t you break ’em

Don’t you let the killers

Take a single one – let ’em run

Let them wild ponies run

Don’t you brand ’em, don’t you break ’em

Don’t you let the killers

Take a single one – let ’em run