Horses

[Intro] Em  C  Em  C
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[Primera Parte]

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All my flannels made in Bangladesh
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All my t shirts in Vietnam
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There are places that we quietly ignore
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There are places that we go and bomb
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You know I thought an awful lot about Jesus
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Even more about Lao Tzu
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You say that the way of the Tao is to do nothing
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Then what the hell am I supposed to do

[Pre-Estribillo]

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You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
    C
The tighter you grip, the more that you slip

[Estribillo]

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So I'm singing this song about loving
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All the people that you've come to hate
     C                             G
It's true what they say, I'm gonna diе someday
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Why am I holding on to all this weight?
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You know I really thought that thеre'd be power
            C                           G
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
              C                     G
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
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I was getting by whipping my mules

[Segunda Parte]

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There's a book I read I don't remember
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There's a place I've been I've never seen
          Em                          C
There's a note that I wrote that went up in smoke
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There's some songs I don't ever sing
             Em                       C
You know the stars in the sky were burning
         Em                     C
Most are burning unbeknownst to me
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I wish I would've paid more attention
       G                      D
To the bigger things I didn't see

[Pre-Estribillo]

             Am
You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
    C
The tighter you grip, the more that you slip

[Estribillo]

      G
So I'm singing this song about loving
        C                          G
All the people that you've come to hate
     C                             G
It's true what they say, I'm gonna diе someday
         Em                     Am
Why am I holding on to all this weight?
           G
You know I really thought that thеre'd be power
            C                           G
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
              C                     G
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
      Em         Am          Em
I was getting by whipping my mules

[Puente]

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I got some bricks so thick that they don't make sense
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In the walls up in my mind
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But life is pretty short and the road's got forks
     Em                        Am
So I take 'em down while I got time

[Pre-Estribillo]

             Am
You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
    C
The tighter you grip, the further you slip

[Estribillo Final]

       G
So I'm singing this song about loving
        C                          G
All the people that you've come to hate
     C                             G
It's true what they say, I'm gonna diе someday
         Em                     Am
Why am I holding on to all this weight?
           G
You know I really thought that thеre'd be power
            C                           G
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
              C                     G
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
      Em         Am          G
I was getting by whipping my mules