Blackbird Raum - Valkyrie Horsewhip Reel lyrics

rate me

Our master's gone; we've stole our master's horses

And stole away, running

If we return we shall be drawn and quartered

At Tyburn cross, hung

The ladies fair who ride the skies above us

Will come to swing their whips

To lash the backs of all the painted gentry who

Have burned runes black.

If I cross the river will you cross the river or drown

In this desert, this empty cup we're drinking from?

If we are beasts we are not beasts of burden

If we are wolves then why be oxen

So ride alone or ride with many others

Just ride away as fast as you can