Neil Young - Grey Riders текст песни

The night was cold

And the wind was howling

I was awaken by the sound

Of hoof beats pounding.

Outside the window, on the ground

Our hound dog was growling

Grey riders flew across my lawn

I looked again and they all were gone.

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go.

Up on a hill

They rode in one long column

They were freezing with the chills

Of the new day dawning.

Their hair long and grey

They heard just one voice calling

Grey riders on the morning sky,

The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes.

That voice is calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go.

The night was cold

And the wind was howling

I was awaken by the sound

Of hoof beats pounding.

Outside the window, on the ground

Our hound dog was growling

Grey riders flew across my lawn

I looked again and they all were gone.

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go.