Once kept in a stable snug and warm
But now he's growing old in open fields he's forced to go
He often stands in hail, rain, freezing snow
He's certain that his master doesn't mean him any harm

 [bad word] 
Dapple Rose he doesn't want you anymore
Times gone by you will remember
Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow
Times gone by you will remember

His clothing was a shiny coat so fine
But now he's growing old and his beauty does decay
One night he heard his master frown and say
No poor old bones could stand this life of mine

 [bad word] ..

Break...

His food was of the best corn and best hay
But now there's no such thing and he hardly eats at all
He lives on sprouts that grow behind the wall
I doubt if he'll be lucky to last another day

 [bad word] ..

Don't feel so bad, feel so sad
No more wearing shiny glory now they hang upon the wall
The hall in some far gone manor
Not a soul realises your a Dapple Rose of fame

1970