Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E

Slaid Cleaves - Quick As Dreams ## NOTE: ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ## CAPO: 2nd Fret

My ^Cname is Tommy ^FLuther, I'll ^Csoon be eighty-^Ffour I'll ^Cshow you a little ^Fpicture I keep tucked ^Gin this old drawer

CHORUS: F G C ~ Am Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team

^CSailing by, ^Feight feet high, on ^Ghorses quick as ^Cdreams

Well, I joined up with the ^Fraces when they ^Ccame through Ala^Fbam They ^Chad a good young ^Frider, just a ^Gboy, named Sandy Graham F G C ~ Am We were two kids run away from home when the world was breaking down Didn't ^Cstay to see the ^Ffamily sell the ^Gfarm and move to ^Ctown

From Detroit to Tiju^Fana to An^Cnapolis we ^Frode They ^Ccalled us rookies "^Fbug boys", we were ^Gjust sixteen years old F G C ~ Am We were worth a couple of saddles and two big bags of grain The ^Cbig men owned the ^Fhorses and they ^Gowned us just the ^Csame

CHORUS: F G C ~ Am Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team

^CSailing by, ^Feight feet high, on ^Ghorses quick as ^Cdreams

Well it's Winnipeg and it's ^Fraining, but the ^Ctrack's not looking ^Fbad They ^Cgave me Irish ^FPrincess, Sandy ^Grode on Vesper Lad F G C ~ Am We were flying down the backstretch, my horse was running proud I ^Cpulled ahead of ^FSandy when a ^Groar came from the ^Ccrowd

I crouched as Irish ^FPrincess ^Cthundered across the ^Fline And ^Cthen I stood and ^Fturned around to ^Gsee that friend of mine F G C ~ Am Vesper Lad was standing still, there must have been a fall And ^Cin the mud lay ^FSandy, looking ^Glifeless as a ^Cdoll

Well, the crowd ran up to ^FSandy, they ^Cscooped him off the ^Ftrack They ^Ctook him to the ^Foffice, with ^Gshattered ribs and back F G C ~ Am At the hospital next morning, I sat by Sandy's side But the ^Cseason would be ^Fending soon and ^Gthen I'd have to ^Cride

INSTRUMENTAL: F G C F G C

Just a couple a days past ^FDanville, ^Cword came down the ^Fline ^CSandy'd lost his ^Fstruggle, we ^Ghung our heads and cried F G C ~ Am It was poor old Mother Harris, from the boarding house in town Who ^Cpaid for the little ^Fcasket and ^Glaid him in the ^Cground

I sent a couple of ^Fdollars, it was ^Call that I could ^Fsave She ^Cdrew me a little ^Fpicture of the ^Glonely rider's grave F G C ~ Am I've kept it in my bedroom drawer all these sixty years I still ^Csee that crumpled ^Fbody now, but ^GI'm too old for ^Ctears

My ^Cname is Tommy ^FLuther, I'll ^Csoon be eighty-^Ffour I'll ^Cshow you a little ^Fpicture, it's ^Gright here in the drawer

CHORUS: F G C ~ Am Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team

^CSailing by, ^Feight feet high, on ^Ghorses quick as ^Cdreams Sailing by, ^Feight feet high, on ^Ghorses quick as ^Cdreams

Slaid Cleaves - Quick as dreams