A F#m well I rode out to the oceanA F#m and the water looked like tarnished goldA F#m I rode out on a broken horseA F#m who told me she'd never felt so oldA she asked me if I'd feed herF#m and ride her now and thenA no no no, no no no, no no no,F#m I break horsesA I don't tend to them F#m (Hoooooooo) I break horsesA they seem to come to meF#m (Hoooooooo) asking to be brokenA they seem to run to me F#m (Hoooooooo) I break horsesA doesn't take me longF#m just a few well-placed wordsA F#m A and their wandering hearts are goneF#m A well at first her warmth felt good between my legsF#m A living breathing heart-beating fleshF#m but soon that warmth turned to an itch turned to a scratch turned to a gashA I breakF#m I break horsesA F#m A I don't tend to themF#m tonight I'm swimming to my favorite islandA and I don't want to see you swimming behindF#m tonight I'm swimming to my favorite islandA and I don't want to see you swimming behindF#m no I break horsesA I don't tend to themF#m AF#m
I Break Horses
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