John Edmond - In The Name Of Grey | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• John Edmond
• In The Name Of Grey

There's a rusty stirrup, a rotting bandolier
An old Martini-Henry from history's frontier
In the state museum those pictures on the wall
Look as if they're living - they never died at all

They ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Like those men of yesterday
And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride in the name of Grey

Let fantom band of horsemen riding in the sky
Sentries of the spirit they never will let die
Their long and lonely vigil hasn't been in vain
The spirit has awakened the horsemen ride again

They ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Like those men of yesterday
And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride in the name of Grey

There's a shining stirrup, the loaded magazine
An automatic rifle, the suit of jungle green
There's a band of horsemen riding on patrol
Fighting from the saddle like in days of old

They ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Like those men of yesterday
And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride in the name of Grey