Does the sound of clip clop clop, clip clop clop doing anything for you?

When I hear that sound it reminds me of the Amish who would come into the small town my aunt and uncle lived in every Saturday morning to do their trading. They had a picture window in the living room and I would run as fast as I could and sit there and watch the parade of horses and wagons, bearded Amish men and women sitting in the front of the wagon and admire the silver color jingling metal that those horses were dressed in. Seemed like they dressed their horses fancier than they did themselves.