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Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Sold my cold knot
Gm#A heavy stone
Sold my red horse Gm#for a venture home
To vanish on the bow --
Settling slow
Fit it all, fit it in the Gm# doldrums
(Or so the story goes)
Color the era
Film it's hisGm# torical
My mile could not
Gm#Pump the plumb
In my arbor 'Gm#till my ardor trumped
every inner inertia
Lump sum
All at once
Rushing from the sGm# ub-pump
(Or so the story goes)
Balance we won't know
We will see when it gets Gm# warm
Enjoy :)