A Scot named Ed Miller, who's living in Austin, Texas, sings a song that makes me weep. There's a line that goes "Steady, boys, walk on...". It's about "driving" the big horses home on the occasion of their last working day. It's quite a beautiful song & always makes me see (in my mind's eye) some of those enormous working horses I saw being trained in a field once when I was a child. Aren't those breeds called "draught horses"? Tw