Horses

G F I’d be riding horses if they'd let me Am G Sleep outside at night and not take fright G F I would ride the range and never worry Am G I would disappear into the night F Am G Everybody needs an angel F Am G But here’s that devil by my side F Am G Death’s head ring upon his finger F Am G Poor boy hanging on the light G F They’ll be drawing straws inside the courtroom Am G As the sudden twilight turns to black G F Torches burn into the sad eyes Am G On the wrong side of the track G F Make those horses jump through hoops of flame Am G They won’t kick and they won't scream G F Let the good lord do the driving Am G Poor boy sinking in the stream G F I can smell the campfires burning Am G But I’ll go out walking on my own G F By day and night the world keeps turning Am G Frightened people hiding in their homes F Am G Everybody needs an angel F Am G But here’s that devil by my side F Am G Death’s head ring upon his finger F Am G Poor boy hanging on the light