I Won't Be Thrown From This Horse Lyrics

I'm riding cavalry in some confusing war

Where guerilla tactics don't work anymore

I've got a saber, they've got semi-automatics

And I've got odds akin to Crispus Attucks

Ooh la

Ooh la la la la la la

And warm grey clouds have got me

Thinkin' it's gonna pour

But I won't be thrown from this horse

Though he kicks beneath me

And my saddle is slick beneath me

I'm singin' I won't be thrown from this horse

Skirmishes have broken on the front

And I can see a million fires at once

Tracers cross the sky like stars in motion

Desperation faith like baby lotion

Ooh la

Ooh la la la la la la

And warm grey clouds have got me

Thinkin' it's gonna pour

But I won't be thrown from this horse

Though he kicks beneath me

And the saddle is slick beneath me

I'm singin' I won't be thrown from this horse

Runners take your marks

Marksmen take your aim

Shepherds hear the barks

And spectators complain

But rainbows in a lightning storm are strange

Though I've seen crazier things in firing range

Crayolas stretch from atom cloud to cloud

Never such a victory quite so well endowed

Ooh la

Ooh la la la la la la

Warm grey clouds have got me

Thinkin' it's gonna pour

But I won't be thrown from this horse

Though he kicks beneath me

And the saddle is slick beneath me

I won't be thrown from this horse

Though the saddle is slick

And oh the crazy sucker kicks

I'm singin' I won't be thrown from this horse

Mmmmmm

Mmmmmm

Ooh la la

Ooh la la la la la la