Wish You Gone

Ridith away on your horse so gold, do not turn back, for there are sorrows untold. Never see in my heart the bright love grown old, just goeth your way, there's nothing to hold. Loth me not this is for the best, now please go on, please go and rest. You should be no more the world's little guest, Yes go now, I'll pray you no lest. Lease me here, I will soon come and join, when the time comes and flipped is my coin.