Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Well, I've seen the news, heard the talkin' heads,
'Bout them cars that drive themselves instead.
But pardon me if I ain't convinced just yet,
I'll stick to my old truck, no need to fret.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
They say them cars can navigate on their own,
But what about when the signals are gone?
A horse can find its way through the darkest night,
No fancy sensors needed, just a guiding light.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
(Bridge)
Now, I ain't one for fearin' progress or change,
But puttin' my life in a machine's hands seems strange.
Give me a saddle and a loyal steed any day,
I'll ride into the sunset the old-fashioned way.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
So let them cars roll on down the line,
But this cowboy's heart won't ever be inclined
They got sensors, cameras, and radar arrays,
But can they sense trouble from a mile away?
My horse knows exactly when to slow or sprint,
No computer can match that natural instinct.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
You want heated seats and cruise control?
Try a warm horse back and a steady stroll.
Give me hooves on the ground and a heart that's true,
I have trust in the bond, not a CPU.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
(Outro - slow down and fade out)
Mr Elon, I'm sure your cars are fine,
But I'll be riding high on this horse of mine.
No autopilot needed, just a gentle hand,
My trusty steed will always understand.
(Chorus)
I'll take a trusty horse over silicon brains,
Ain't no algorithm that can match its reins.
From the dusty trails to the city streets,
My faith in horsepower sure can't be beat.
[Outro - slow]
Mr Elon, I'm sure your cars are fine,
But I'll be riding high on this horse of mine.
No autopilot needed, just a gentle hand,
My trusty steed will always understand.
