I Break Horses

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Tom:
A F#m well I rode out to the ocean
A F#m and the water looked like tarnished gold
A F#m I rode out on a broken horse
A F#m who told me she'd never felt so old
A she asked me if I'd feed her
F#m and ride her now and then
A no no no, no no no, no no no,
F#m I break horses
A I don't tend to them F#m (Hoooooooo) I break horses
A they seem to come to me
F#m (Hoooooooo) asking to be broken
A they seem to run to me F#m (Hoooooooo) I break horses
A doesn't take me long
F#m just a few well-placed words
A F#m A and their wandering hearts are gone
F#m A well at first her warmth felt good between my legs
F#m A living breathing heart-beating flesh
F#m but soon that warmth turned to an itch turned to a scratch turned to a gash
A I break
F#m I break horses
A F#m A I don't tend to them
F#m tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
A and I don't want to see you swimming behind
F#m tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
A and I don't want to see you swimming behind
F#m no I break horses
A I don't tend to them
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Composição: Bill Callahan

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