so long
And there we lay until the break of day
We woke that morning at the onward call
Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full
The sun was rising in »
Caravanserai
An Ancient Muse
by Loreena McKennitt
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Icy caverns holds man traveler
Ancient relic reveals secrets
Transform human beyond mortal
Learn foreboding sacred tempest
up to their bridles in »
Surrounded by Thieves
Surrounded by Thieves
by High on Fire
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request of my life is to die killing my enemies
Bathed in blood up to my horses bridle
It's death to retreat there's no chance of survival
Wet with »
This Day We Fight!
Endgame
by Megadeth
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Walkin' up with winkin' eyes
Seen that tight-lipped grin
I could tell from a mile away
Boy you weren't my kin
You best put a bridle on bridle »
Black Lung
Low Estate
by 16 Horsepower
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Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
And bridle the autumn gales
Down to the burning cliffs
To the unrelenting roll
To marry »
Teignmouth
Wind in the Wires
by Patrick Wolf
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here
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacify this hungering
So grow
Libido throw
Dominoes of indiscretions down
Falling all around
In cycles
In »
The Hollow
Mer de Noms
by A Perfect Circle
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Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. »
Stewball
Carry It On [Bonus DVD]
by Peter, Paul and Mary
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Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his main it was gold. »
Stewball
In the Wind
by Peter, Paul and Mary
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Old stewball was a racehorse
And I wished he were mine
He never drank water
He always drank wine
His bridle was silver
And his mane it was »
Stewball
Swedish Hits and More
by The Hollies
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Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. »
Stewball
The Best of the Greenbriar Boys
by The Greenbriar Boys
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The sky above and the mud below
They threw a horsehair bridle down, we trade this for whiskey rounds
The Deacon slams a bottle down, the two men start »
The Sky Above, the Mud Below
The Rose of the San Joaquin
by Tom Russell
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Hey boozer bellicose boor, bridle that tongue and kiss me proper. My ballast I must have misplaced. These dogs don't touch the ground. I'm getting »
Happy New Year!
Notes for a Catalogue for an Exhibition
by Burnman
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of his bridle just to ride this ol' outlaw
He threw me from the saddle and this is what I saw
I saw miles and miles of Texas all the stars up in »
Miles and Miles of Texas
Wheelin' & Dealin'
by Asleep at the Wheel
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sight
The sky above and the mud below
They threw a horsehair bridle down, we trade this for whiskey rounds
The Deacon slams a bottle down, the two men »
The Sky Above, The Mud Below
Hooves of the Horses
by Wylie & the Wild West
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crossed that ol red river and this is what I saw
I saw miles and miles of texas all the stars up in the sky
I saw miles and miles of texas gonna live »
Miles and Miles of Texas
Back to the Future Now: Live at Arizona Charlie's
by Asleep at the Wheel
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take the road and watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and lead the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man »
The January Man
Moonshine
by Bert Jansch
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of his bridle just to ride this ol' outlaw
He threw me from the saddle and this is what I saw
I saw miles and miles of Texas all the stars up in »
Miles and Miles of Texas
Kings of the Texas Swing [CD/DVD]
by Asleep at the Wheel
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take the road to find the
Sun and watch the sea
September man is standing near to saddle up another
Year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man of new »
January Man
Live at Vicar Street
by Christy Moore
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The chains from the bridle and the reins fell from my hands
The engines are idle and the ship sails on dry land
I stood there stupefied, I thought »
Rocking Horse Road
Brutal Youth
by Elvis Costello
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The chains from the bridle and the reins fell from my hands
An' the engines are idle and the ship sails on dry land
I stood there stupefied, I »
Rocking Horse Road [Demo Version]
Brutal Youth [Expanded]
by Elvis Costello
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In a word to the wisdom tooth
To tell, or not the truth (yeah)
So open up and say ahh-men
Rinse cup, and spit again
Forked tongue in double »
Fire in the Hole
Van Halen III
by Van Halen
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at me, but you know I'm right
So why do you claim the strength to put up a fight
And you hold your nightmares close from view
The horses going wild, »
Yoke
Beauty Queen Sister
by Indigo Girls
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clearly
When the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and let me in
And divil the one did hear us.
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit »
As I Roved Out
The Well Below the Valley
by Planxty
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Any normal man would bridle if he's forced to be an idol
And a normal man's exactly what I am
All the same it's pretty clear
The scoundrels don't »
It's Tough to Be a God
The Road to El Dorado
by Randy Newman
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Thomas the Rhymer
She turned about her milk white steed
And took Thomas up behind
And aye whenever her bridle rang
Her steed flew swifter than »
Jigs
The Early Years
by Steeleye Span
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