tournament horseshoe - Field Medic

She’s the only one to pick me up right off the ground

She’s the only one to help me put the bottle down

She’s a saddle made of leather

She’s a tournament horseshoe

She’s the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

Back in some dark age when I would stumble as I walk

And prowl the streets for fire just to burn away the scars

She saw my heart through the sorrow

Took my hand and saw me through

She’s the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

Still on the water

Like swans in the afternoon

Wrap ourselves up in each other

Like a wine key corkscrew

How many chapters has it been

Since we began to write this short?

The story’s getting better

Yeah, it feels like living art

For you I’d write a novel

Or else I’d carve you a statue

You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to