Dapple Rose - Slade

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

Dapple Rose — he doesn’t want you any more

Times go by, you will remember

Dapple Rose — you are cold and old and slow

Times go 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.»

Dapple Rose — he doesn’t want you any more

Times go by, you will remember

Dapple Rose — you are cold and old and slow

Times go by, you will remember

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

Dapple Rose — he doesn’t want you any more

Times go by, you will remember

Dapple Rose — you are cold and old and slow

Times go by, you will remember

Don’t feel so bad, feel so sad

No more wearing shiny glory, now they hang upon the wall

In the hall, in some far gone manor

Not a soul realises you’re a Dapple Rose of fame