Asus2            Bm11
   Sold my cold knot
     A        E
A heavy stone
Asus2                 Bm11        A
   Sold my red horse for a venture home
             E
To vanish on the bow
         D
Settling slow
                          F#m
Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums
(Or so the story goes)
D             E
Color the era
             Asus2      E
Film it's historical

Asus2
   My mile could not
Bm11      A    E
Pump the plumb
Asus2            Bm11           A
   In my arbor 'till my ardor trumped
         E
every inner inertia
     D
Lump sum

All at once
                  F#m
Rushing from the sub-pump

(Or so the story goes)
D                   E
Balance we won't know
                         Asus2      E
We will see when it gets warm