Paroles de Saddle Up

Gabriel's trumpet blasts the morn' Saddle up, you led to the leather born Your graves will yield their sleepin' prey This is the dawnin' of the judgement day Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up The list is long, you'll hear their names Billy the Kid, and old Jessie James Johnny Ringo, Curly Bill They're all asleep beneath the Sunbooth Hill Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up Rise up your faithful ponies wait Saddle up and ride through the golden gates The judge will call you one by one And nary a man is gonna hold a gun Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up Yeah, he's callin' those he knows should ride Just as they lived and just as they died Some are doomed by the judge's word To the ghostly riders and the devil's herd Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up The list is long and you all know Wild Bill Hickok, Geronimo Sittin' Bull and ol' Sam Bass Who now through judgements holds his pass So hear those trumpets lose your fear Although you've slept for these 80 years But you never really ever died So saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up, saddle up And ride (ride) Saddle up!