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Lyrics for Heavy Horses by Tull Jethro:



Artist:Tull Jethro
Taken from the album Heavy Horses by Tull Jethro
Album:Heavy Horses
Track:Heavy Horses
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:61
 
Lyrics:Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed
veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line at an
honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the
bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.

The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron
vie
with the Shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
to bed
on a warm straw coating.

Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough
gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to
do
The tractor's on its way.

Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion
seed
to keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the
wood
behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your
girth,
and your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all
dripped dry
and the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your
gentle power
your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound
of the gulls
in the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Standing like tanks on the
brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the
world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished
leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song
for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
across these acres glistening
like dew
on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
as the heavy horses thunder
by
to wake the dying city
with the living horseman's cry
At once the old hands
quicken ---
bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
thrill to the sound of all
the
heavy horses coming home
 
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