| The Calvary Cross |
| Well, the angels came to see me today Said "We've taken your racehorse away" And I believe it was that bookmaker from . . . I believe that he put one in a pail Oh, the finest in the field only measure to our shoulders They only ever see our heels And I believe every sporting man will cry I believe they'll see everything come passing by She won the Lanark Silver Bell And she stole every heart away She stood her stand at sixteen hands And I'll ride her easy But they've taken, taken my racehorse away There's a racecourse in the sky And that's where all the racing horses must go by and by And I believe every steward, lord and groom I believe that they're calling her home She would look me in the eye And that was all she had to say She stood her stand at sixteen hands And I'll ride her easy But they've taken, taken my racehorse away They've taken my racehorse away They've taken my racehorse away They've taken my racehorse away They've taken my racehorse away Taken my racehorse away |