Silver Horses – Badlands – letras

AlrightRunning on like the rising sunLike a wild horse thundering onFly, fly, fly through the wind and stormNow I’m running freeHeart and soulThat’s my old bagI leave behind a trial of sorrow and painCry, cry, Lord, he calls my nameNot even you could take the blameRide on, silver horsesDrive, drive past the windA candle burns for my tortured soulIn a chapel where she whispers my namePray, pray, pray just to pay my tollFor sins of yesterdayRide on silver horsesDrive, drive past the windRide on silver horsesDrive on past my sins(Solo)Ride on silver horsesDrive, drive past the windRide on silver horsesDrive on past my sins