Seven Horses Seen
Micah P. HinsonVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
x2
Hey there little boy
now don't you be afraid
your father doesn't love you
and he's made your mom a slave
They got between the sheets
to make your evil frame
with larcenies and lies
all signs and arrows aim
And it's always gonna be the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim
And it's always gonna feel the same
Take the mark, take the guess out of the game
x2
Say there little boy now
don't you be afraid
Your mommy doesn't love you
and your daddy's just a slave,
he smokes up all the sheets and then
he buys some more cocaine
and you'll find films of him banging broads
and it could be your mother all the same
And our lord will always feel the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim
And our lord will always feel the same
Take the mark, take the guess out of the game
Life will always be the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim
And our lord will always feel the same
Take the mark, take the guess out of the game
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Readable chord sheet for Seven Horses Seen by Micah P. Hinson
[F] [C] [Dm] [C7] x2 [F]Hey there little boy now [Dm]don't you be afraid your [Gm]father doesn't love you and he's [C]made your mom a slave [F]They got between the sheets to [Dm]make your evil frame with [Gm]larcenies and lies all sign[C]s and arrows aim And it's [Gm]always gonna be the [C]same Take the [F]barrel, take the [C]breath and the [Dm]aim And it's [Gm]always gonna fee[C]l the same Take the [F]mark, take the [C]guess out of the [Dm]game [F] [C] [Dm] [C7] x2 Say there little boy now don't you be afraid Your mommy doesn't love you and your daddy's just a slave, he smokes up all the sheets and then he buys some more cocaine and you'll find films of him banging broads and it could be your mother all the same And our lord will always feel the same Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim And our lord will always feel the same Take the mark, take the guess out of the game Life will always be the same Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim And our lord will always feel the same Take the mark, take the guess out of the game