Lyrics: LEONARD COHEN "BALLAD OF THE ABSENT MARE" (0/1)

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Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away

Say a prayer for the cowboy

And he'll walk 'til he finds her, his darling, his stray

His mare's run away

But the river's in flood and the roads are awash

And he'll walk til he finds her

And the bridges break up in the panic of loss

His darling, his stray

but the river's in flood

And there's nothing to follow, there's nowhere to go

and the roads are awash

She's gone like the summer, gone like the snow

and the bridges break up

And the crickets are breaking his heart with their song

in the panic of loss.

As the day caves in and the night is all wrong

And there's nothing to follow

Did he dream, was it she who went galloping past?

There's nowhere to go

And bent down the fern, broke open the grass

She's gone like the summer

And printed the mud with the iron and the gold

gone like the snow

That he nailed to her feet when he was the lord

And the crickets are breaking

his heart with their song

And although she goes grazing a minute away

as the day caves in

He tracks her all night, he tracks her all day

and the night is all wrong

Oh, blind to her presence, except to compare

His injury here with her punishment there

Did he dream, was it she

who went galloping past

Then at home on a branch, in the highest tree

and bent down the fern

A songbird sings out, so suddenly

broke open the grass

Ah, the sun is warm and the soft winds ride

and printed the mud with

On the willow trees by the river side

the iron and the gold

that he nailed to her feet

Oh, the world is sweet, the world is wide

when he was the lord

And she's there where the light and the darkness divide

And the steam's coming off her, she's huge and she's shy

And although she goes grazing

And she steps on the moon when she paws at the sky

a minute away

he tracks her all night

And she comes to his hand but she's not really tame

he tracks her all day

She longs to be lost, he longs for the same

Oh blind to her presence

And she'll bolt and she'll plunge through the first open pass

except to compare

To roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass

his injury here

with her punishment there

Or she'll make a break for the high plateau

Where there's nothing above and there's nothing below

Then at home on a branch

And it's time for the burden, it's time for the whip

in the highest tree

Will she walk through the flame? Can he shoot from the hip?

a songbird sings out

so suddenly

So he binds himself to the galloping mare

Ah the sun is warm

And she binds herself to the rider there

and the soft winds ride

And there is no space but there's left and right

on the willow trees

And there is no time but there's day and night

by the river side

And he leans on her neck and he whispers low

Oh the world is sweet

"Whither thou goest,I will go"

the world is wide

And they turn as one and they head for the plain

and she's there where

No need for the whip, ah, no need for the rein

the light and the darkness divide

and the steam's coming off her

Now the clasp of this union, who fastens it tight?

she's huge and she's shy

Who snaps it asunder the very next night?

and she steps on the moon

Some say the rider, some say the mare

when she paws at the sky

Or that love's like the smoke, beyond all repair

And she comes to his hand

But my darling says, "Leonard, just let it go by

but she's not really tame

That old silhouette on the great Western sky”

She longs to be lost

So I pick out a tune and they move right along

he longs for the same

And they're gone like the smoke

and she'll bolt and she'll plunge

And they're gone like this song

through the first open pass

to roll and to feed

in the sweet mountain grass

Or she'll make a break

for the high plateau

where there's nothing above

and there's nothing below

and it's time for the burden

it's time for the whip

Will she walk through the flame

Can he shoot from the hip

So he binds himself

to the galloping mare

and she binds herself

to the rider there

and there is no space

but there's left and right

and there is no time

but there's day and night

And he leans on her neck

and he whispers low

"Whither thou goest

I will go"

And they turn as one

and they head for the plain

No need for the whip

Ah, no need for the rein

Now the clasp of this union

who fastens it tight?

Who snaps it asunder

the very next night

Some say the rider

Some say the mare

Or that love's like the smoke

beyond all repair

But my darling says

"Leonard, just let it go by

That old silhouette

on the great western sky"

So I pick out a tune

and they move right along

and they're gone like the smoke

and they're gone like this song

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