🎵Horse Soldier [Cover] (Patreon)

Originally composed by Corb Lund, though I think it's more accurate to say I'm covering Seth Staton Watkins.

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched EnglishmanRouting Bonaparte at WaterlooI'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the runI'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

I's with Custer and 7th in 7-6th or 7-7thScalped at Little Big Horn by the SiouxAnd I's tears and devastation of a once proud warrior nationThis I know ‘cause I was riding with them too

And I drank mare's blood on the run when I rode with the Great KhanOn the frozen Mongol steppe while at his heightI's the White Guard, I's a Red Guard, I's the Tsar's own palace horse guardWhen Romanov was murdered in the night

And I knew Saladin and rode his swift ArabiansHarassing doomed crusaders on their heavy draftsAnd yet I rode the Percheron against the circling SaracenOnce again, against myself was cast

Well I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched EnglishmanRouting Bonaparte at WaterlooI'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the runI'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

Well I've worn the Mounties' crimson, if you're silent and you'll listenYou'll know that it was with them that I stoodWhen Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four horsemen diedGunned down in scarlet, cold as blood

I's the firstest with the most'est when I fought for Bedford ForrestSuffered General Wilson's Union raidAnd mine was not to reason why, mine was but to do and dieAt Crimea with the charging light brigade

On hire from Swiss or Sweden, be me Christian, be me heathenThe devil to the sabre I shall putWith a crack flanking maneuver, I'm an uhlan alles uberStriking terror into regiment of foot

Well I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched EnglishmanRouting Bonaparte at WaterlooI'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the runI'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

I knew my days were numbered when o'er the trenches lumberedMore modern machinations de la guerreNo match for rapid fire or the steel birds of the skyWith a final rear guard action, I retreatNo match for tangled wire or the armored engines whineReluctant, I retire and take my leave

Today I ride with special forces on the backs of Afghan horsesDostum's Northern Alliance give their thanksAnd no matter defeat or victory, in battle it occurs to meThat we may see a swelling in our ranks

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched EnglishmanRouting Bonaparte at WaterlooI'm a dragoon on a Dunn, I'm a Cossack on the runI'm a horse soldier, eternal, through and through

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm the peak of EnglishmanRouting Bonaparte at WaterlooI'm a dragoon—out for fun, I'm a Cossack—I'm not doneI'm a horse soldier because I want to.

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