Heavy Horses (2003 Digital Remaster)-Jethro Tull
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TXT Heavy Horses (2003 Digital Remaster)-Jethro Tull 文本歌词
Heavy Horses (2003 Digital Remaster) - Jethro Tull
Written by：Ian Anderson
Iron clad feather feet
Pounding the dust
On octobers day
Towards evening
Sweat embossed veins
Standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest
Seasoning
Last of the line at an honest days 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 tractors on
It's way
Let me find you a filly
For your proud stallion seed
To keep
The old line
Going
And well stand you abreast
At the back of the woods
Behind the young trees
Growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth
You're 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
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 tractors on
It's way
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 horsemans 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
Iron clad feather feet
Pounding the dust
On octobers day
Towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing
Proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest
Seasoning
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein
Of polished
Leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy
Weather
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 tractors on
It's way
Oh 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 tractors on
It's way
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 tractors on
It's way
Heavy horses
Move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding
Slipping and sliding free
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