In the Name of Grey

There's a rusty stirrup

A rotting Bandolier

An old Martini-Henry

From History's frontier

In the state museum

Those pictures on the wall

Look as if they're living

They never died at all

(Chorus)

They ride, ride ride, ride, ride

Like those men, of yesterday

And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

Ride, in the name of Grey

That phantom band of horsemen

Riding in the sky

Sentries of the spirit

They never will let die

Their long and lonely vigil

Hasn't been in vain

The spirit has awakened

The horsemen ride again

(Chorus)

They ride, ride ride, ride, ride

Like those men, of yesterday

And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

Ride, in the name of Grey

There's a shining stirrup

A loaded magazine

An automatic rifle

A suit of jungle green

There's a band of horsemen

Riding on patrol

Fighting from the saddle

Like in days of old

(Chorus)

They ride, ride ride, ride, ride

Like those men, of yesterday

And they ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

Ride, in the name of Grey

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