Flying Red Horse
John GorkaVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
The flying red horse from the gasoline wars
Took off from her station in the sun
Turning her back on the pack at the pump
She jumped down from the sign to run
Full serve attendants were spilling their hoses
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Self-serve was doing the same
The manager dialed the emergency numbers
Insurance man won't take the claim
The sight of a horse crossing highways is frightening
But not with the breed that can fly
She's risen up to the level of oak trees
Too low for the radar man's eyes
I am not much of a joiner she says
That's not where I draw my strength
Some of the go for the depth of field
While most of them go for the length
Me I will go for the hard combination
'Cause I have some need to belong
But I'm leaving this unkind of sign life behind me
I'll take what is mine and be gone
If you see something red flash across the horizon
It's not that your eyes aren't right
She's taking her place with the red-tailed hawks
And the broad winged birds in flight
The flying red horse from the ruby red north
Took off from her station to the south
And I swear to you that this story is true
I heard it right from her mouth
They think they can tame you, name you and frame you
Aim you where you don't belong
They know where you've been but not where you're going
And that is the source of the songs (hum tune and fade)
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Readable chord sheet for Flying Red Horse by John Gorka
T[C]he flying red horse from th[G]e gasoline wars T[F]ook off from her station in t[C]he sun[G] T[C]urning her back on the p[G]ack at the pump S[F]he jumped down[G] from the [C]sign to run F[Am]ull serve att[G]endants were spi[F]lling their hose[G]s [Am] [G] [F] ( [G]) Self-serve was doing the same T[Am]he manage[G]r dialed the[F] emergency nu[G]mbers I[Am]nsurance man [G]won't take the cl[F]aim The sight of a horse crossing highways is frightening But not with the breed that can fly She's risen up to the level of oak trees Too low for the radar man's eyes I am not much of a joiner she says That's not where I draw my strength Some of the go for the depth of field While most of them go for the length Me I will go for the hard combination 'Cause I have some need to belong But I'm leaving this unkind of sign life behind me I'll take what is mine and be gone If you see something red flash across the horizon It's not that your eyes aren't right She's taking her place with the red-tailed hawks And the broad winged birds in flight The flying red horse from the ruby red north Took off from her station to the south And I swear to you that this story is true I heard it right from her mouth They think they can tame you, name you and frame you Aim you where you don't belong They know where you've been but not where you're going And that is the source of the songs (hum tune and fade)