Heavy Horses

Jethro Tull

Lời bài hát Heavy Horses của Jethro Tull

Intro Solo Chorus Verse 1 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 Verse 2 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 Verse 3 The Suffolk, The Clydesdale And The Percheron Vie With The Shire On His Feathers Floating Hauling Soft Timber Into The Dusk To Bed On A Warm Straw Coating Chorus 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 Is On It’s Way Verse 4 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 Verse 5 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 Verse 6 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 Chorus 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 Is On It’s Way Transition Violin solo Verse 7 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 Verse 8 Bring Me A Wheel Of Oaken Wood A Rein Of Polished Leather A Heavy Horse And A Tumbling Sky Brewing Heavy Weather Bridge 1 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, The Heavy Horses Thunder By To Wake The Dying City With The Living Horseman’s Cry Transition Guitar solo Riff (Simplified) Bridge 2 Ye, At Once The Old Hands Quicken, Bring Pick And Wisp And Curry Comb Thrill To The Sound Of All The Heavy Horses Coming Home Verse 1 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 Verse 8 Bring Me A Wheel Of Oaken Wood A Rein Of Polished Leather A Heavy Horse And A Tumbling Sky Brewing Heavy Weather Chorus 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 Is On It’s Way 3X + Fade Out