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Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit]

Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] Lyrics by Jethro Tull
Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] Lyrics

What Are The Lyrics For Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] By Jethro Tull?

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
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is 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
Your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
In the wake of the deep plough, sharing

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is on its way

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather

Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living horseman's cry

At once the old hands quicken
Bring pick and wisp and curry comb
Thrill to the sound of all the heavy horses coming home

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
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is on its way

Oh, heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is on its way

Oh, heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is on its way

Oh, heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free

Who Wrote Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] By Jethro Tull?

Ian Anderson

What's The Duration Of The Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] By Jethro Tull?

The duration of Heavy Horses [Edited Version][Edit] is 3:20 minutes and seconds.

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