Horses
I got me some horsesTo ride on, to ride onThey say that your demons can't go thereSo I got me some horsesTo ride on, to ride onAs long as your army keeps perfectly still
And maybe I'll find me a sailorA tailorAnd maybe together we'll make mother wellSo I got me some horsesTo ride on, to ride onAs long as your armyKeeps perfectly stillYou showed me the meadowAnd Milkwood and SilkwoodAnd you would if I wouldBut you never wouldSo I chased down your posiesYour pansies in my hosiesThen opened my hands and they were empty then
Off with SuperflySniffing a Sharpie penHoney it's Bill and BenOff with SuperflyCounting your beesOh me honey likeOne two threeThe camera is rollingIt's easy like one, two, three
And if there is a way to find youI will find youBut will you find me if Neil makes me a treeAn afro, a pharaohI can't go, you said soBut threads that are golden don't break easily
I got me some horsesTo ride on, to ride onThey say that your demons can't go thereSo I got me some horsesTo ride on, to ride onAs long as your army keeps perfectly still