Wide and open,

She runs free,

Faster than any horse,

More free than any bird.

Spirit higher than any star.

Happiness radiates like the sun on her face.

My girl

the wind singing joyous songs

Thatthe green grass dances to,

As the sun smiles down at them.

Marble blue sky,

She runs

Accross the plains, away

But she is coming home

My girl

Every tailwag is a 

Beat of my happy heart

Every pant is 

The laughter she brings to me

Every bark is a 

Tear that falls down my cheak

My girl

She is coming home with me

Ill have her once again

My vail of joy

My girl

She is coming home.