Ernie was an old Mustanger
40 years ago or so
He used to round ˜em up and sell ˜em by the pound
When they were broken, lame and old
But Ernie and his wild horse wrangle friends
They lived an old-time cowboy code
The built the wild herds up with purebred studs
And let the young ones go

(Singing) Run Mustang run
Hold your proud heads high
Burn across the desert like a wild fire
Let your spirit fly, wild one
Let your spirit fly

Mary taught school in the city
I heard she really saw it all
Her heart was breaking down in the Ghetto
When she heard The Comstock call
So Mary and her husband Eddie
Moved to Gold Hill from L.A.
They have coffee on the deck every morning now
While they let the Mustangs play

(Singing) Run Mustang run
Hold your proud heads high
Burn across the desert like a wild fire
Let your spirit fly, wild one
Let your spirit fly

Now Mary and Eddie and Ernie
Come from different worlds, it's true
But we all want to keep these ponies free
This High Country's fillin' up with roads ˜n smokin' cars
We need to learn to live our lives
And let the wild things be

(Singing) Run Mustang run
Hold your proud heads high
Burn across the desert like a wild fire
Let your spirit fly, wild one
Let your spirit fly