Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - Horses

^GI’d be riding horses if they'd l^Fet me ^AmSleep outside at night and not take ^Gfright ^GI would ride the range and never ^Fworry ^AmI would disappear into the ^Gnight

^FEverybody needs an^Am angel^{G F}But here’s that ^Amdevil by my ^Gside ^FDeath’s head ring upon his ^Amfinger^{G F}Poor boy ^Amhanging on the ^Glight

^GThey’ll be drawing straws inside the ^Fcourtroom ^AmAs the sudden twilight turns to ^Gblack ^GTorches burn into the ^Fsad eyes ^AmOn the wrong side of the ^Gtrack

^GMake those horses jump through hoops of ^Fflame ^AmThey won’t kick and they won't ^Gscream ^GLet the good lord do the ^Fdriving ^AmPoor boy sinking in the ^Gstream

^GI can smell the campfires ^Fburning ^AmBut I’ll go out walking on my ^Gown ^GBy day and night the world keeps ^Fturning ^AmFrightened people hiding in their ^Ghomes

^FEverybody needs an^Am angel^{G F}But here’s that ^Amdevil by my ^Gside ^FDeath’s head ring upon his ^Amfing^Ger ^FPoor boy ^Amhanging on the ^Glight