Field Medic – Tournament Horseshoe (Guitar)

G                             C
She’s the only one to pick me up right off the ground

Am                            D
She’s the only one to help me put the bottle down

         G
She’s a saddle made of leather

          C
She’s a tournament horseshoe

D               C                     G
She’s the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

G                                   C
Back in some dark age when I would stumble as I walk

     Am                                D
And prowl the streets for fire just to burn away the scars

     G
She saw my heart through the sorrow

 C
Took my hand and saw me through

D              C                       G
She’s the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

D                C
Still on the water

      Am               G    D
Like swans in the afternoon

D                         C
Wrap ourselves up in each other

       Am            G    D
Like a wine key corkscrew

         G
How many chapters has it been

           C
Since we began to write this short?

     Am
The story’s getting better

          D
Yeah, it feels like living art

    G
For you I’d write a novel

             C
Or else I’d carve you a statue

D                C                     G
You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

D                C                      G
You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

D                C                      G
You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to

D                C                      G
You’re the only one I’m gonna give my lovin' to