Brandi Carlile – Broken Horses (Guitar)

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SONG: BROKEN HORSES ARTIST: BRANDI CARLILE TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] [Intro] D F G D VERSE:
   D                                 C
I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin

       G                                F               C
I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again

       D                                      C
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best

          F                                   C
You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest

         D
Before I do

 F                 G  D
Ohhh, and I will do
[Verse]
        D                                  C
I have worn the jester's bells and I have banished with the fools

        F                             C
I have worshiped at the altar of the puppet master's rules

        D                                C
I have held my tongue too many scenes before the final act

         F                                 C
With my children in the cheap seats and a zipper on my back

           D
Thanks to you

F               G  D
No thanks to you
[Chorus]
 D                     G
Tethered in wide open spaces

                          Bb
And fields that lead for miles

 Bb             Am          D  D
Right into the barrel of a gun

 Bb              Am
Mendin' up your fences with my

 D      C       Bb
Horses runnin' wild

Bb           Am               D  F  G  D
Only broken horses know to run
[Verse]
        D                        C
I have ever so politely treaded softly for your grace

        F                                       C
I have whispered through the tears and pleaded sweetly to your face

       D                                  C
It is time to spit you out like lukewarm water from my mouth

        F                           C
I will always taste the apathy, but I won't pass it down

        D       F
It dies with you

   G  D
You
[Chorus]
 D                     G
Tethered in wide open spaces

                          Bb
And fields that lead for miles

 Bb             Am          D  D
Right into the barrel of a gun

 Bb              Am
Mendin' up your fences with my

 D      C       Bb
Horses runnin' wild

Bb           Am             D  D
Only broken horses know to run
[Instrumental] D C Em F D C Em F D C Em F D C Am F [Verse]
       D                                 C
Oh, I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin

       G                                F                C
I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again

       D                                      C
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best

             F                                    C
And you had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest

         D
Before I do

      F                    G  D
Ohhh ohh ohh, and I will do
[Chorus]
 D                F
Tethered in wide open spaces

 G                    Bb
Fields that lead for miles

 Bb             Am          D  D
Right into the barrel of a gun

 Bb              Am
Mendin' up your fences with my

 D      C       Bb
Horses runnin' wild

Bb           Am             D
Only broken horses know to run