| Song | Eagles And Horses |
| Artist | John Denver |
| Album | The Wildlife Concert |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:John Denver/Joe Henry Music:John Denver/Joe Henry | |
| Horses are creatures who worship the earth | |
| As they gallop on feet of ivory | |
| Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth | |
| The horses still run, they are free | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its rider back home | |
| Like an old friend that's tried and been true | |
| Chorus: | |
| I had a vision of eagles and horses | |
| High on a ridge in a race with the wind | |
| Going higher and higher and faster and faster | |
| On eagles and horses I'm flying again | |
| Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights | |
| They know neither limit nor bound | |
| They're the guardian angels of darkness and light | |
| They see all and hear every sound | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a free-flying thing | |
| Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| (Chorus) | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its master back home | |
| Like an old friend that's tried and been true | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a free-flying thing | |
| Like an eagle that need neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| (Chorus) |
| Lyrics: John Denver Joe Henry Music: John Denver Joe Henry | |
| Horses are creatures who worship the earth | |
| As they gallop on feet of ivory | |
| Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth | |
| The horses still run, they are free | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its rider back home | |
| Like an old friend that' s tried and been true | |
| Chorus: | |
| I had a vision of eagles and horses | |
| High on a ridge in a race with the wind | |
| Going higher and higher and faster and faster | |
| On eagles and horses I' m flying again | |
| Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights | |
| They know neither limit nor bound | |
| They' re the guardian angels of darkness and light | |
| They see all and hear every sound | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a freeflying thing | |
| Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| Chorus | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its master back home | |
| Like an old friend that' s tried and been true | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a freeflying thing | |
| Like an eagle that need neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| Chorus |
| Lyrics: John Denver Joe Henry Music: John Denver Joe Henry | |
| Horses are creatures who worship the earth | |
| As they gallop on feet of ivory | |
| Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth | |
| The horses still run, they are free | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its rider back home | |
| Like an old friend that' s tried and been true | |
| Chorus: | |
| I had a vision of eagles and horses | |
| High on a ridge in a race with the wind | |
| Going higher and higher and faster and faster | |
| On eagles and horses I' m flying again | |
| Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights | |
| They know neither limit nor bound | |
| They' re the guardian angels of darkness and light | |
| They see all and hear every sound | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a freeflying thing | |
| Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| Chorus | |
| My body is merely the shell of my soul | |
| But the flesh must be given its due | |
| Like a pony that carries its master back home | |
| Like an old friend that' s tried and been true | |
| My spirit will never be broken or caught | |
| For the soul is a freeflying thing | |
| Like an eagle that need neither comfort nor thought | |
| To rise up on glorious wings | |
| Chorus |