Hey in a way we go
Though the grass across the snow
In brown beastie in brown face
I'd rather be with you than flying through space.
I like thunder and I like rain
And open fires and glowing flames
But if the thunder is in my brain
I'd like to be on horseback
Some like the city
Some the noise
Some main cows
And those toys
We though we all had a choice
I'd rather be on horseback
Some find it strange we live
On this small planet
On who knows where
When it strange on flu fear
It's nice to be on horseback
Some are sure
And other are told
Some bang their heads agaist the rules
It doesn't really matter to them
When you have to be on horseback
In the summer winter
Rain or shine
Is good to be on horseback
