Daniel Johnston - High horse

^CI was thi^Emnking ^Fabout your l^Gove You was only hiding, like the Lord above!

^FLooking down like an ang^Emel ^Dmupon my lonel^Gy life And no matter the angle, I want you to be my wife

^CI was dre^Emaming ^Fyou underst^Good! But you was thinking you wished you would! ^FLooking down from your h^Emigh horse Like I^Dm didnt matter, o^Gf course And what they say at the funeral is often in remorse

^CAnd you was t^Emhinking t^Fhat I was sleeping in my t^Ghoughts So lonely, my tears falling down like rain ^FPull the string for a ch^Emeap prize! ^DmBaby, it’s no s^Gurprise! Looking down from your high horse listening to my lullaby

^CI was thi^Emnking ^Fthat the world of si^Gn A sinking feeling like Iím falling in love again ^FLooking down from your h^Emigh^Dm horse, like I didnt matter, of c^Gourse Say hello at my funeral. Ill be right there on time

^CYou could o^Am/Fnly be my ^Glove ^FFading like the stars above ^CYou could o^Am/Fnly be my ^Glove ^FLove!Love! ^C