Song parody of
Grey Riders
by Neil Young
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The night was cold
And the wind was howling
I was awaken by the sound
Of hoof beats pounding
Outside the window, on the ground
My old hound dog was growling
Grey riders flew across my lawn
I looked again and they all were gone
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
Up on a hill
They rode in one long column
They were freezing in the chill
Of the new day dawning
Their hair long and grey
They had just one voice calling
Grey riders on the morning sky
The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
Grey riders on the morning sky
The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
The night was cold
And the rain came down
Outside the window, on the ground
My old hound dog was awoo
I was awaken by the sound
Of hoof beats pounding
Grey riders flew across my lawn
I looked again and they all were gone
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
The night was cold
And the wind was howling
I was awaken by the sound
Of hoof beats pounding
Outside the window, on the ground
My old hound dog was growling
Grey riders flew across my lawn
I looked again and they all were gone
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
Up on a hill
They rode in one long column
They were freezing in the chill
Of the new day dawning
Their hair long and grey
They had just one voice calling
Grey riders on the morning sky
The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
Grey riders on the morning sky
The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
The night was cold
And the rain came down
Outside the window, on the ground
My old hound dog was awoo
I was awaken by the sound
Of hoof beats pounding
Grey riders flew across my lawn
I looked again and they all were gone
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come on boys, let her go
