Black Horsemen -------------------- I hear the hoofs of horses Galloping over the hill Galloping on and galloping on When all the night is shrill With wind and rain that beats the pane And my soul with awe is still For every dripping window Their headlong rush makes bound Galloping up, and galloping by Then back again and around Till the gusty roofs ring with their hoofs And the draughty cellars sound And then I hear black horsemen Hallooing in the night Hallooing and hallooing They ride o'er vale and height And the branches snap and the shutters clap With the fury of their flight Then at each door a horseman With burly bearded lip Hallooing through the keyhole Pauses with cloak a-drip And the door-knob shakes and the panel quakes 'Neath the anger of his whip All night I hear their gallop And their wild halloo's alarm The tree-tops sound and vanes go round In forest and on farm But never a hair of a thing is there Only the wind and storm And then I hear black horsemen Hallooing in the night Hallooing and hallooing They ride o'er vale and height And the branches snap and the shutters clap With the fury of their flight Black horsemen Black horsemen Black horsemen The fury of their flight I hear the hoofs of horses Galloping over the hill Galloping on and galloping on When all the night is shrill --- "Black Horsemen" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected] Based on a 1898 public domain work by Madison Julius Cawein. This work contains original lyrics, and musical arrangement.
