كلمات Stallion

Stallion, step away. Saddle up the width of an inch I'm good where I am I am good where I am Stallion... Wrote off the stray gold from the list I hold And I wrote off all the gold from the list you hold I'll be the grave with no name on the stone Stallion... And fight for your right to hate the night, children Sing like a choir with no taste for the wine And the time winding down when the chiding eye falls upon you You... First fall of light on the counterfiet round Lightens every face, someone undo it. The balancing of rider and steam can beat upon you You... You... You... Stallion, step away Saddle up the width of an inch I'm good where I am I am good where I am friend My country, I am Oh my country I am When you, you had a lot of flexing of muscles on the stage Step away, step step away, step away Saddle up the width of an inch Stallion... step away. The fighting, races and trees can beat upon you... you... you... you...