《Heavy Horses》歌词

[00:00:00] Heavy Horses - Jethro Tull

[00:00:00] Written by：Ian Anderson

[00:00:00] Iron clad feather feet pounding the dust

[00:00:05] On October's day towards evening

[00:00:10] Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough

[00:00:15] Salt on a deep chest seasoning

[00:00:21] Last of the line at an honest day's toil

[00:00:27] Turning the deep sod under

[00:00:31] Flint at the fetlock chasing the bone

[00:00:36] Flies at the nostrils plunder

[00:00:42] The Suffolk the Clydesdale the Percheron vie

[00:00:47] With the shire on his feathers floating

[00:00:52] Hauling soft timber into the dusk

[00:00:57] To bed on a warm straw coating

[00:01:03] Heavy horses move the land under me

[00:01:09] Behind the plough gliding slipping and sliding free

[00:01:15] Now you're down to the few

[00:01:17] And there's no work to do

[00:01:19] The tractor's on it's way

[00:01:22] Let me find you a filly

[00:01:25] For your proud stallion seed

[00:01:28] To keep the old line going

[00:01:32] And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the woods

[00:01:37] Behind the young trees growing

[00:01:44] To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth

[00:01:49] You're eighteen hands at the shoulder

[00:01:53] And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry

[00:01:58] And the nights are seen to draw colder

[00:02:04] They'll beg for your strength your gentle power

[00:02:10] Your noble grace and your bearing

[00:02:14] And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls

[00:02:19] In the wake of the deep plough sharing

[00:02:26] Heavy horses move the land under me

[00:02:32] Behind the plough gliding slipping and sliding free

[00:02:38] Now you're down to the few

[00:02:40] And there's no work to do

[00:02:41] The tractor's on it's way

[00:02:45] Oh heavy horses move the land under me

[00:02:51] Behind the plough gliding slipping and sliding free

[00:02:58] Now you're down to the few

[00:03:00] And there's no work to do

[00:03:02] The tractor's on it's way

[00:03:05] Oh heavy horses move the land under me

[00:03:11] Behind the plough gliding slipping and sliding free