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
