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Heavy Horses

アーティスト:Jethro Tull  アルバム:Heavy Horses  作詞:Unknown  作曲:ANDERSON IAN SCOTT 

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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. 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. 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 tractor's on its way". 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. 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


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