Tell me when you see them Gathered at the shore
Dancing on their broken chains Ah, the ladies are no more
In their blue jeans and their necklaces Against an evening sky
But some of them are weeping Crying, rider, please pass by
The ship with all the riders Has drifted out to sea
The compass cracked and stars unnamed It's lost to history
And the riders in captivity Watch ancient waves roll high
And hear the distant voices Crying, rider, please pass by
All you men who should have been Your fathers beat you down
Your mothers loved you badly Your teachers stole your crown
And the wars you fought have taken toll The price was far too high
You buried all the images Of riders passing by
The horses of the riders Have waited at the tide
But years have passed and they know at last Their heroes will not ride
So the women, oh, so gracefully Mount noble horses high
Shattering the timelessness Of rider, please pass by
But who can dare to judge us The women or the men
If freedom's wing shall not be clipped We all can love again
So the choice is not of etiquettes Of finding lonesome ways to die
But liberty to ships at sea And riders passing by
Liberty to ships at sea And riders passing by