Lyrics:
white horses standin' side by side
Oh, sing, sing
Rock me, rock me
I got a home, hey
Swing low, swing low, swing low and let me ride
Why, oh why,
And I'm waiting for a New York City girl
Times Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon, Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side,
The horse was
and we all immortal (yeah)
Might go bag the Polo, all white like these horses
I spent fifty thousand on all white Air Forces (yeah)
I made like five
and propped up by a kickstand of a boy
Who threw shadows against the levee.
His horses glide the inside of the box canyon.
And he could break them with
eight seconds
I told Victoria her Secret you suck life a crest
I ultrawhite my secretary, I went to Tibet
To bet on a horse you bet your life
Mine
Revelation 6... When the Lamb broke the 1st of the 7 seals
From His chilling judgement scroll
I heard a voice of thunder, came a great white horse
The carriage horses stamp and fume
Until all color's gone
They leave the street in black and white
And bring the eventing coming on
Lovers tug their
along
We'd been afraid of
In carriage golden
Drawn by horses blind
I saw you leave this mortal life
Oh my old friend
We grew up boys with
Rider on the white horse,
Armies in Heaven, they follow the Course,
Sky is open, time to wage war
Rider on the white horse,
Armies in Heaven, they follow
the background
Yeah you'll see me
On my white horses
And we're not, no not the same
No, we're not, no not afraid
And I saw you
In the mirror
You were older
Than
MOVING ON SONG
(Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger)
Born in the middle of an afternoon
In a horse-drawn wagon on the old A5
The big twelve wheeler shook
he isn't gone - an I'm tellin' you friend
There's more cows and horses than there ever has been.
But a cowboy's a cowboy by whatever name
Be he
Almighty fire White horse
Funeral pyre Death course
Formless and void, idols of a triumphant flame
Praise the clouds over a burning ground
Magic
sees them
Some time today
Her white hair cascading
Her painted red smile
The glass on her finger
Has yellowed by now
The years she has waited
Have now
You're a winner
Everybody rides with the women boys and girls
Each one teach one but we can't save the world
All in one day you could take it play by
(boss)
Late for you haters even though my plane charter
Suede Bally shoes, true rude boy
Ferrari, 400 horses, we do it for cool points (ha-ha)
Baby, do
They'll just watch the damned walk on by
There's a white horse comin'
Ridin' on in the clouds
And His name is written on Him
It's a long narrow road
regardеd as
The Antichrist astride a white horse
This rider's goal is Conquest
His apocalyptic mission
(Ras Kass) impossible, Pestilence
Arrest
She longs for Peace
Its her revenge
She's a stark-white Pale Horse Rider
And Hell's just around the bend
She's kids to raise
She's got bills to feed
This is the water and this is the well
Drink full and descend
The horse is the white of the eyes
And dark within
This is the water and this is
This is the water and this is the well
Drink full and descend
The horse is the white of the eyes
And dark within
This is the water and this is
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