Spencer Albee - Terribly Long Horse

I see him coming round the bend
His hair’s a wave
Of charcoal black and grey
He rides a horse as long as eyes can see
It’s 16 days from the beginning to the end
Does anybody here know how to work this thing
Don’t know him well, only from afar
Seems a waste of time for this old boy
So gather round, gather round
All the preachers in the town
Tell us what to throw away and what is great
Everybody rest assured that your jaws will hit the floor
When the strangers on their horses get their way
Cause there ain’t anybody here knows how to work this thing
How do you work this thing
I sent a message to a friend, care of Dave
And signed it this old boy
I packed a bag and hid among the trees
And stayed that way until my shoulders start to freeze
So gather round, gather round
All the preachers in the town
Tell us what to throw away and what is great
Everybody rest assured that your jaws will hit the floor
When the strangers on their horses get their way
Cause there ain’t anybody here knows how to work this thing
How do you work this thing
So gather round, gather round
All the preachers in the town
Tell us what to throw away and what is great
Everybody rest assured that your jaws will hit the floor
When the strangers on their horses get their way
Cause we just shot the only guy in town who knew how to work this thing
How do you work this thing
How do you work this thing
How do you work this thing

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Spencer Albee

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