Dead In The Saddle

You Used to Carry the Flag

You Were the Soldier

You Used to Head the Point

You Were the Older

You Used to Fight For Peace

War Was no Stranger

You Used to Walk the Line

Right Into Danger

The Wind Cries

Dead in the Saddle

You Used to Hold Me Up

When You Were Younger

You Had the Coldest Eyes

They Put Me Under

You Weren't They Only One

Who Felt Like Crying

You Weren't the Only One

Who Felt Like Dying

The Wind Dries

Dead in the Saddle

You Used to Stare the Night

For Distant Thunder

You Used to Have a Look

That Made Me Wonder

You Held the Hand of Death

When You Rode Into Battle

As You Rode Like the Wind

You Could Hear Deaths Rattle

The Wind Cries

Dead in the Saddle