The Circle

Am D Am D D G G/F# The horse I ride is old But he has served me well Em A Coat like old tobacco rich and warm D G G/F# He's old but he is sound My rein chains ring like bells Em A F#m Bb We fit well together as we glide, above the stone D G G/F# And the boots I wear are old But they have served me well Em A Leather like old tobacco, cracked and brown D G G/F# The tops are scuffed and broken And my spur chains ring like bells Em A F#m Bb My rowels gleam like the starlight and up here, we spurn the ground C And the trails I ride are new G D Am D Even though I've made the circle many times before C D For they change with every season And with every shift of light G G/F# Em C C/B A From the summit where the clouds fall to the sweet, valley floor D G G/F# And the saddle I ride is old But it has served me well Em A Leather like old tobacco buffed and smooth D G G/F# It fits me like a friend With no secrets left to tell Em A F#m Bb Astride I make the circle and I ride, where I choose C And the trails I ride are new G D Am D Even though I've made the circle many times before C D For they change with every season And with every shift of light G G/F# Em C C/B A From the summit where the clouds fall to the sweet, valley floor D G G/F# And the life I live goes on It fits me oh so well Em A Old and new together evergreen D G G/F# I mount my horse at dawning My heart rings like a bell Em A F#m Bb We ride through the canyons where the air, is fresh and clean D Am D Oh ooo oooo D Am D Oh ooo oooo D Am D Oh ooo oooo D Am D Oh ooo oooo