To my faithful steed

Thou, my faithful steed, so faithful,

Thou and I must ponder

Which the pathway, which the pathway

Where my love doth wander.

Ah, she hath us both forsaken,

Her heart with her taking;

Shouldst thou not the path discover,

My heart will be breaking.

Ah my faithful steed, so faithful,

Thou must forth be speeding

Fleeter than the wind and surer,

Weary limbs ne'er heeding.

O my steed, so tried and faithful,

Greater than thy sorrow,

If this hope should die within me,

Will be mine tomorrow.