Letras: Jane Siberry. Bessie.
I'm going to take a rope and put it over her shoulders
And head for the river and practice on boulders
And when she's real good I'm going to build a big ramp
And me and that bovine gonna vacate this camp
Fly now across the hills
Everyone's watching
Gonna give them a thrill
So pound up that ramp, your hooves sound like thunder
I'm Zeus, you're Pegasus, we're a six-legged wonder
It's our key to success, we'll be famous world over
I'll make lots of money and you'll have sweet clover
Fly now across the sky
Fetlocks a-flappin'
It's just you and I
And I won't tell the air force about my schemes
I know they'd abuse you for their flying machines
And the farmers will curse me when their cows take off from the fields
No meat for their markets, no milk for their meals
Fly now across the hills
Everyone's watching
Gonna give them a thrill
So don't let me down, oh, bovine be risen
Come on, sweet Bessie, be just like my vision
Don't back away, Bessie, if you pull I'll push
And we'll weave a nice sine wave up over the bush
Fly now across the hills
Fetlocks a-flappin'
The earth's standing still
Fly now up in the sky
Bessie, sweet Bessie
It's just you and I
And head for the river and practice on boulders
And when she's real good I'm going to build a big ramp
And me and that bovine gonna vacate this camp
Fly now across the hills
Everyone's watching
Gonna give them a thrill
So pound up that ramp, your hooves sound like thunder
I'm Zeus, you're Pegasus, we're a six-legged wonder
It's our key to success, we'll be famous world over
I'll make lots of money and you'll have sweet clover
Fly now across the sky
Fetlocks a-flappin'
It's just you and I
And I won't tell the air force about my schemes
I know they'd abuse you for their flying machines
And the farmers will curse me when their cows take off from the fields
No meat for their markets, no milk for their meals
Fly now across the hills
Everyone's watching
Gonna give them a thrill
So don't let me down, oh, bovine be risen
Come on, sweet Bessie, be just like my vision
Don't back away, Bessie, if you pull I'll push
And we'll weave a nice sine wave up over the bush
Fly now across the hills
Fetlocks a-flappin'
The earth's standing still
Fly now up in the sky
Bessie, sweet Bessie
It's just you and I
Jane Siberry