Off on a horse on the horizon drifter with a cross beside him
Comes and goes like the seasons no one knows his secrets or reason
I was told long ago he was a soldier mighty knight don't you know
With a sword in his hand feared by many a man few escaped his capture
That old man at the gate used to roll with him
He's a guard for a wage below him but he's happy just the same
And a jug do he claim as a lover for a schilling or a glass of scotch whiskey
He'll tell you the story of his master crusaders with a claim yet
Capture the spoils in vain were lost to a mysterious rapture
Men that remain many go insane labored what the eye has seen
Forbidden by his tong to tell even his young wanders out in the pastures
He laid down his sword and swore to the lord he would bear a cross here after
Even though he cant say he's still frighten today so the people only know
He suffered a blow and fell of his horse in battle but now you and i
Happen to see the true history of the matter so we see
Off on a horse on the horizon drifter with a cross beside him
Mighty knight don't you know
With a sword in his hand feared by many a man
But the sword don't you know is a cross by his side
And he fights in spiritual battle
