The Flames.

I heard them calling in the distance
So I packed my things and ran
Far away from all the trouble
I had caused with my two hands
Alone we traveled on with nothing but a shadow
We fled far away
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
Some hid scars and some hid scratches
It made me wonder about their past
And as I looked around, I began to notice
That we were nothing like the rest
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
Whoa,
We sleep until the sun goes down
Whoa,
We sleep until the sun goes down
Whoa,
We sleep until the sun goes down
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound)
Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down)
Through the woods we ran
La la la, whoa, la la la
We sleep until the sun goes down
La la la, whoa whoa, la la la
We sleep until the sun goes

I used to get calls from drummers and they’d say, “Hal, what is it you’re doing on the records that’s so magical?” I’d say, “Man, it’s just a backbeat in two and four. If you happen to be doing it in 3/4 [time], you do the backbeat on two or three. If you’re in six, you do it somewhere in the middle on four or five. That’s all it is.” All those guys, they just refused to play rock & roll … until they got behind me picking up checks. Then everything changed overnight.