There'll be three white horses, all in a line.
There'll be three white horses in a line.
Three white horses, when you go that way.
You will need somebody, when you come to die.
Don't dismiss it like it's easy.
Tell me what's so easy,
About coming to say goodbye.
You're gonna miss her in the evening.
You know we'll all be needing,
Somebody when you come to die.
There'll be three white horses in a line.
There'll be three white horses in a line.
There'll be three white horses when you go that way.
You will need somebody when you come to die.
It's not desperation that we're breeding.
It's just a need we're feeding,
Before we say goodbye.
You're gonna miss me in the evenings.
You know we'll all be needing,
Somebody when you come to die.
Yeah we'll all be needing somebody when you come to die.