Equine

	  		                                      
verse 1:     
D     
Stormy throws her head     
    Em     
She don't like the sound of lead     
G                            A                 D          A     
Rippin through the sky on a cool clear autumn morn     
D     
She high trots back home     
          Em     
She can stand to be alone     
      G                       A                D     
She been that way since the day that she was born     

    
G              A            D                     G     
But I love her anyway and I wouldn trade a single day     
   Em         G                 A     
Of ridin for another day to be alive     
    G                      A     
The wind in her long black mane     
          D                        G     
She the only thing that keeps me sane     
    Em               G             A     
The only way today a cowboy can survive     
 D     
Equine
     

verse 2:     
D     
A mind all his own     
Em     
Bud was as hard as a stone     
   G                        A              D           A     
He threw me to the ground a dozen times or more     
D      
Runnin down the road     
Em     
Cussin cause I just been throwed     
G                       A                     D     
All the way back to the old brown double barn door     

    
G               A            D                       G     
But I loved him anyway and I wouldn't trade a single day     
   Em         G                 A     
Of ridin for another day to be alive     
    G                     A     
The wind in his long gold mane     
           D                       G     
He was the only thing that kept me sane     
    Em                    G             A     
The only way today that a cowboy can survive     
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Equine
     

Bridge:     
D       Bm                 A     
There a fire burnin in me still     
      D               G     
And a cold, hard-iron will     
   Em             G                 A     
To get back on no matter how hard I fall     
      Bm                     A     
And I think of them days sometimes     
   D                G     
To ease my troubled mind     
     Em      G                 A     
Ev'retime my back up against a wall     

verse 3:     
D      
He one tired, old paint     
       Em     
He a little less can than can     
  G           A             D          A     
I see the hesitation in his eyes     
D               
I lift a little saddle on     
   Em       
He kicks him in the sides and they gone     
G              A                      D     
Lord I can believe how the years Roll by     

    
G                   A     
And how I love that little boy     
       D                 G     
Ridin high like Gene and Roy     
Em                   G               A     
Fadin like a hero into that western sun     
    G                      A     
The wind in his thick gold hair     
           D                         G     
I close my eyes and for a moment I there     
    Em               G             A     
The only way today a cowboy can survive     
 D         A     
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