Beck. Guerolito. Farewell Ride. Zeneszám

Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Carrying me to my burying ground

Some need diamonds, some need love
Some need cards, some need luck
Some need dollar bills lining their clothes
All I need is, all I need is

Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Taking me for my farewell ride

Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride

I don't see the face of kindness
And I don't hear the mission bells
I don't smell the morning roses
All I see is, all I see is

Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Two white horses in a line
Carrying me to my burying ground

Some may say this might be your last farewell ride
Some may say this might be your last farewell ride