| Song | Ballad Of The Absent Mare |
| Artist | Leonard Cohen |
| Album | The Complete Studio Albums Collection |
| [00:15.103] | Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away |
| [00:21.120] | And he'll walk 'til he finds her, his darling, his stray |
| [00:27.451] | But the river's in flood and the roads are awash |
| [00:32.810] | And the bridges break up in the panic of loss |
| [00:43.968] | And there's nothing to follow, there's nowhere to go |
| [00:49.986] | She's gone like the summer, gone like the snow |
| [00:55.887] | And the crickets are breaking his heart with their song |
| [01:01.414] | As the day caves in and the night is all wrong |
| [01:12.226] | Did he dream, was it she who went galloping past? |
| [01:17.397] | And bent down the fern, broke open the grass |
| [01:23.269] | And printed the mud with the iron and the gold |
| [01:28.208] | That he nailed to her feet when he was the lord |
| [01:38.954] | And although she goes grazing a minute away |
| [01:44.489] | He tracks her all night, he tracks her all day |
| [01:49.681] | Oh, blind to her presence, except to compare |
| [01:55.098] | His injury here with her punishment there |
| [02:05.141] | Then at home on a branch, in the highest tree |
| [02:10.971] | A songbird sings out, so suddenly |
| [02:16.074] | Ah, the sun is warm and the soft winds ride |
| [02:20.966] | On the willow trees by the river side |
| [02:31.352] | Oh, the world is sweet, the world is wide |
| [02:36.877] | And she's there where the light and the darkness divide |
| [02:41.951] | And the steam's coming off her, she's huge and she's shy |
| [02:47.245] | And she steps on the moon when she paws at the sky |
| [02:57.529] | And she comes to his hand but she's not really tame |
| [03:02.921] | She longs to be lost, he longs for the same |
| [03:08.069] | And she'll bolt and she'll plunge through the first open pass |
| [03:13.338] | To roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass |
| [03:23.196] | Or she'll make a break for the high plateau |
| [03:28.520] | Where there's nothing above and there's nothing below |
| [03:33.250] | And it's time for the burden, it's time for the whip |
| [03:38.324] | Will she walk through the flame? |
| [03:41.928] | Can he shoot from the hip? |
| [03:48.274] | So he binds himself to the galloping mare |
| [03:53.666] | And she binds herself to the rider there |
| [03:58.794] | And there is no space but there's left and right |
| [04:03.885] | And there is no time but there's day and night |
| [04:13.766] | And he leans on her neck and he whispers low"Whither thou goest,I will go" |
| [04:24.187] | And they turn as one and they head for the plain |
| [04:29.361] | No need for the whip, ah, no need for the rein |
| [04:39.137] | Now the clasp of this union, who fastens it tight? |
| [04:44.310] | Who snaps it asunder the very next night? |
| [04:49.752] | Some say the rider, some say the mare |
| [04:54.424] | Or that love's like the smoke, beyond all repair |
| [05:04.229] | But my darling says, "Leonard, just let it go by |
| [05:09.476] | That old silhouette on the great Western sky” |
| [05:14.451] | So I pick out a tune and they move right along |
| [05:19.458] | And they're gone like the smoke |
| [05:22.907] | And they're gone like this song |
| [00:15.103] | Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare' s run away |
| [00:21.120] | And he' ll walk ' til he finds her, his darling, his stray |
| [00:27.451] | But the river' s in flood and the roads are awash |
| [00:32.810] | And the bridges break up in the panic of loss |
| [00:43.968] | And there' s nothing to follow, there' s nowhere to go |
| [00:49.986] | She' s gone like the summer, gone like the snow |
| [00:55.887] | And the crickets are breaking his heart with their song |
| [01:01.414] | As the day caves in and the night is all wrong |
| [01:12.226] | Did he dream, was it she who went galloping past? |
| [01:17.397] | And bent down the fern, broke open the grass |
| [01:23.269] | And printed the mud with the iron and the gold |
| [01:28.208] | That he nailed to her feet when he was the lord |
| [01:38.954] | And although she goes grazing a minute away |
| [01:44.489] | He tracks her all night, he tracks her all day |
| [01:49.681] | Oh, blind to her presence, except to compare |
| [01:55.098] | His injury here with her punishment there |
| [02:05.141] | Then at home on a branch, in the highest tree |
| [02:10.971] | A songbird sings out, so suddenly |
| [02:16.074] | Ah, the sun is warm and the soft winds ride |
| [02:20.966] | On the willow trees by the river side |
| [02:31.352] | Oh, the world is sweet, the world is wide |
| [02:36.877] | And she' s there where the light and the darkness divide |
| [02:41.951] | And the steam' s coming off her, she' s huge and she' s shy |
| [02:47.245] | And she steps on the moon when she paws at the sky |
| [02:57.529] | And she comes to his hand but she' s not really tame |
| [03:02.921] | She longs to be lost, he longs for the same |
| [03:08.069] | And she' ll bolt and she' ll plunge through the first open pass |
| [03:13.338] | To roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass |
| [03:23.196] | Or she' ll make a break for the high plateau |
| [03:28.520] | Where there' s nothing above and there' s nothing below |
| [03:33.250] | And it' s time for the burden, it' s time for the whip |
| [03:38.324] | Will she walk through the flame? |
| [03:41.928] | Can he shoot from the hip? |
| [03:48.274] | So he binds himself to the galloping mare |
| [03:53.666] | And she binds herself to the rider there |
| [03:58.794] | And there is no space but there' s left and right |
| [04:03.885] | And there is no time but there' s day and night |
| [04:13.766] | And he leans on her neck and he whispers low" Whither thou goest, I will go" |
| [04:24.187] | And they turn as one and they head for the plain |
| [04:29.361] | No need for the whip, ah, no need for the rein |
| [04:39.137] | Now the clasp of this union, who fastens it tight? |
| [04:44.310] | Who snaps it asunder the very next night? |
| [04:49.752] | Some say the rider, some say the mare |
| [04:54.424] | Or that love' s like the smoke, beyond all repair |
| [05:04.229] | But my darling says, " Leonard, just let it go by |
| [05:09.476] | That old silhouette on the great Western sky" |
| [05:14.451] | So I pick out a tune and they move right along |
| [05:19.458] | And they' re gone like the smoke |
| [05:22.907] | And they' re gone like this song |