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Acorde de Heavy Horses - Jethro Tull

Letra de Heavy Horses



INTRO



CAPO 3 FRET



Bm

Em C

D G

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust

C

D Dsus4

G



An October's day, towards evening

Em

C

D G



Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough



C D

Dsus4 G



Salt on a deep chest seasoning



Em C

D G



Last of the line at an honest day's toil



C D

Dsus4 G



Turning the deep sod under



Em C

D G



Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone



C D

Dsus4 G



Flies at the nostrils plunder.



C

D

G C



The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie



Am

D Dsus4 Em



with the Shire on his feathers floating



C

D G

C



Hauling soft timber into the dusk



C D

Dsus4 G



to bed on a warm straw coating.



F#7 Bm G Bm

G A



Heavy Horses, move the land under me



F#7 Bm

G Bm

G A



Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free



F#7 G

D

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Now you're down to the few





Bb F



And there's no work to do



C

Em D Bm



The tractor's on its way.





Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed



to keep the old line going.



And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood



behind the young trees growing



To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,



and your eighteen hands at the shoulder



And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry



and the nights are seen to draw colder



They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power



your noble grace and your bearing



And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls



in the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill



Up into the cold wind facing



In stiff battle harness, chained to the world



Against the low sun racing



Bring me a wheel of oaken wood



A rein of polished leather



A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky



Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song for the evening



Clean brass to flash the dawn



across these acres glistening



like dew on a carpet lawn



In these dark towns folk lie sleeping



as the heavy horses thunder by



to wake the dying city



with the living horseman's cry



At once the old hands quicken ---



bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---



thrill to the sound of all



the heavy horses coming home.







Letra subida por: Anónimo

Discos en los que aparece este acorde: Heavy Horses (2003) , Lo Mejor De Jethro Tull , A + Slipstream , In Concert , 50 For 50

El acorde de Heavy Horses de Jethro Tull es una versión de la canción original realizada por colaboradores/usuarios de Coveralia.

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