Rachael Jean Harris – Battledress Lyrics

Battledress Lyrics By Rachael Jean Harris

That horse they gave you
will not be tamed
never take a bridle
never take a name
That horse they gave you
will not be tamed
never take a bridle
never take a name

That horse they gave you
so handsome and sleek
they come wide eyed and cooing
lay the money down quick
see his granite haunches
his volcanic stare
put down your whips and your snares and your tricks
you devils beware
you devils beware

Well if you fancy yourself flying high
all that power under your hand, under your hand
if you fancy yourself flying high
all that power under your hand, under your hand

Have you seen his cloak of stars?
Have you seen his golden battledress?
Have you seen his iron wings?
Have you seen his golden battledress?

That horse they gave you
will not be tamed
for wild apple orchards
sweet grasses drenched in rain
you can climb his haunches
sit light as a cloud
he’ll throw his head back
run you run you down flat
in tightening circles of disdain

Well if you fancy yourself…

Did you hear his hooves strike the ground?
Did you hear the earth sing?
Did you hear the clouds bursting?