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Three Horses – Joan Baez

Nghệ sĩ: Joan Baez

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DÂY: Standard E

Bảng hợp âm và lời bài hát Three Horses – Joan Baez

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Hợp âm bài hát (10):
 Joan Baez Three Horses
 Chords for the intro, 6th & 7th lines verses and instrumental sections
    
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 In the early dawn a stallion white
 Prances the hills in the morning light.
 His bridle is painted with thunder and gold,
 Orchids and dragons, pale knights of old.
 He is the horse of the ages p - ast.
 And now the children run to see the stallion on the hill,
 Bringing bags of apples and of clover they have filled.
 And the white horse tells his stories
 Of the days now past and gone
 And the children stand a-wondering
 Believing every song.
 How brightly glows the p-ast.
    
 When the sun is high comes a mare so red,
 A'trampling the graves of the living and dead.
 Her mantle is heavy with mirrors and glass,
 All is reflected when the red mare does pass.
 She is the horse of the here and n - ow.
 And now there is confusion 'mongst the children on the hill.
 They cling to one a-nother and no longer can be still.
 While the red mare’s voice is trembling
 With a rare and mighty call,
 The children start re-membering
 The bearers and the pall.
 And though their many-colored sweaters
 Are re-flected in the glass,
 And though the sun shines down upon them,
 They are frightened in the grass.
 How stark is the here and n - ow.
    
 When night does fall comes a stallion black,
 so proud and tall he never looks back.
 He wears him no emeralds, silver or gold,
 not even a covering to keep him from cold.
 He is the horse of the years to c - ome.
 And I will get me down before this steed upon my knees
 And sing to him the sorrows of a thousand centuries.
 And the children now will scatter
 as their mothers call them home,
 for the sadness of the evening horse
 No child has ever known.
 And I will hang about him
 a bell that’s never rung
 and thank him for the many words
 which from his throat have never sprung.
 And I’ll thank God and all the angels
 That the stallion of the evening,
 The black horse of the future,
 comes to earth but has no to-ngue.

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