The Horsey Song

 by Mike Oldfield
from the album "Ommadawn"
Carolina Records 1975
Carol 1855-2

 

I like beer
I like cheese
I like the smell of a westerly breeze
But I like more then all these
Is to be on - horseback
 
Hey! and away we go!
Through the grass
Across the snow
Big brown beastie
Big brown face
I'd rather be with you then flying through space
 
I like thunder and
I like rain
And open fires and roaring flames
But if the thunder is in my brain
I like to be on-horseback
 
Some like the city
Some the noise
Some men cars
And others Toys
If I was to have the choice...
I rather be on-horseback
 
Hey! and away we go!
Through the grass
Across the snow
Big brown beastie
Big brown face
I'd rather be with you then flying through space
 
Some find it strange to be here
From this small planet and who knows where
And when it's strange and full of fear
It's nice to be on horseback
Some are short
And some are tall
Some hit their heads against the wall
But it really doesn't matter at all...
When you happen to be on horseback
 
Hey! and away we go!
Through the grass
Across the snow
Big brown beastie
Big brown face
I'd rather be with you then flying through space
 
So if you feel a little glum
To always wish you should come
In the summer, winter, rain or sun
It's good to be on horseback
 
Hmmm!
 
Hey! and away we go!
Through the grass
Across the snow
Big brown beastie
Big brown face
I'd rather be with you then flying through space
Hey! and away we go!
Through the grass
Across the snow
Big brown beastie
Big brown face
I'd rather be with you then flying through space
 
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