She Wont Come To Me

She [D]rears her head, as [A]I approach
Her[G] nostrils flared with [A]fear
Her [D]eyes are wild, her [A]mane is flyin'
She's [G]pinning back her [A]ears

And s[D]he won't come to [A]me
S[D]he won't come to [G]me
S[D]he won't come to any[A]one
Who's f[D]rightened to be f[G]ree

She stiffens and, she shivers and
She wheels and lopes away
Across the unfenced sections
I won't catch that mare today

So as I roam the prairies for
A chance to try again
Behind me through grasses drag
The braided leather reins

She's broken well, her gait is sound
She'll pack a man all day
She's cowy and her mouth is good
She'll pen your restless strays

I believe thats right, enjoy