Pale Rider

Pale Rider -ricky ross

Pale rider pale rider

On the horizon far away

Grey morning slow rising

How far off is hard to say

I can hear him in the meadow

Sometimes he crosses in the day

I mostly hear his horse in the wee small hours

Then he's gone before daybreak

Pale rider pale rider

On the horizon far away

Grey morning slow rising

How far off is hard to say

I do not wait for his arrival

Or his low rap upon my door

I mostly see his horse turning round and heading north

Calling somewhere else for sure

Pale rider pale rider

On the horizon far away

Grey morning slow rising

How far off is hard to say

I think I hear you as each new year is due

And the gateman locks up another year

But it's just the north wind passing on warnings

About a night and a knock so clear

Pale rider pale rider

On the horizon far away

Grey morning slow rising

How far off is hard to say

Pale rider's on the way