m a wretched Englishman Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through I?m a horse soldier
m a wretched Englishman Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through I'm a horse soldier
before I wanna good mount when the bugle sounds and I hear the cannons' roar I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war I wanna horse in the
I have sinned so gravely Brother Brigham, Brother Young I have sinned so gravely Brother Young That only you can save me Brother Brigham, Brother Young
of justice, follow edict handed down You see these were not militia men, a-fighting for their homes Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on loan Mercenary killers, career soldiers
He was a big sorrel gelding with a golden streaked mane A silver mounted saddle and hand braided reins He had one blue eye that was clear like the rain But the horse
They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair They gave us student visas when we were over there They staged us out of Hondo al este del Salvador
Lester Cousins left his brothers on a work truck filled with others Cuz his father'd left his mother years ago And Lester's mother took in lovers to
He's been roundin' off bolts since the age of fourteen Was that a five eighths or a nine sixteenths? He's got a metric socket that don't quite fit Well
There's something about horses, especially a paint Whenever I see horses it reminds me of what I ain't ?Cause I am not your lover now and I may never
don't believe in either But I ain't seen 'em yet and my pa ain't neither Well then I run into my favourite aunt And she says ?Corb, you still playin
hit with its fevered fits, TB and dysentery That proved in the end to have killed more men than the vilest enemy We were finally forced to feed on horse
horse has died My saddle horse has died and no one can provide The slightest bit of reason to encourage me to go on with this life My saddle horse has died My saddle horse
Lund Corb Song: What That Song Means Now Album: Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier! Corb Lund Sheet Music Corb Lund CDs music and lyrics by Corb Lund I heard
'm a wretched Englishman Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through I'm a horse soldier
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