‘Four White Stallions’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by Patrick Winningham

God how I hate myself for still wanting her …


She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels at her command descend
four more seasons for all that’s broken to mend
I got four more reasons why I
can’t go back there again
She had skin like a statue
milky white and pure
carved by an artist
who’s hand is demure
Got a mind I like a saber
razor sharp and sure
God how I hate myself
for still wanting her …

Damn these nights are dreaming
Visions soft and sure
Cause I wake to find there’s
nothing left of me in her
Nothing more than a heart still at war
She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels already sinned

I got four good reasons for all that’s broken to mend
I got four more seasons for all that’s broken to mend
I got four more reasons why I cant go back there again
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again

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