Riders

Lyrics

Horses coming over the ridge What a pretty sight I spy a palomino in the front But something isn't right Slack-jawed, meat hanging off their bones Death in their eyes Four scraggly riders on their backs And only open plains Nowhere to hide So let 'em ride Where the green runs deep And the river's wide They've crossed your threshold And come inside Without permission Against your wishes Flyin' across the night sky It's auspicious Drawing down the moon These timеs So let 'em ride Lеt 'em ride