The Who – Danny And My Ponies (Guitar)
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Chords
[Chords]
[D5 xx0325]
[Intro]
D D5
[Verse 1]
C G Danny laid back and surveyed the view C G A king on his bench, he was cold, he was blue C G I asked for permission to give him a note C G He nodded, not movin', just scratched at his throat
[Verse 2]
C G Always smiled slightly, seemed so bemused C G Like he was the one, who was glad to be used C G I had a sense he was playin' a part C G But I had to help, for he tore at my heart
[Bridge]
D C He would walk, his feet wrapped in rags D C He wandered the neighborhood, carrying his bags D C The pride in his eyes would so clearly flash D C Like I was the one who needed the cash
[Chorus]
D C G The tramps in our England, have always to walk D C G From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong D C G The tramps in our country have no where's to hug D C G Home hysterics give comfort, there's no time to talk
[Verse 3]
C G Danny would lay, he'd never speak C G Here was a man who had attained his peak C G No fables to tell, and nothing held back C G This was a man who had led a strong path
[Verse 4]
C G Old soldier, perhaps, or a worn, old jailbird C G Who'd never a hand clean and never a word C G For two hundred down, my project had fled C G Danny was gone, or may well have been dead
[Bridge]
D C He walked slowly, no hurryin' to death D C Took in turn his view, with his very last breath D C The river, the mist and the slightly grey sky D C Danny was waiting, patient to die
[Chorus]
D C G The tramps in our England, have always to walk D C G From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong D C G The tramps in our country have no where's to hug D C G Home hysterics give comfort, there's no time to talk
[Verse 5]
C G Danny laid back, looked down and the plain C G The king on his bench with magnificent mane C G I asked his permission to give him a note C G He nodded, not movin', just scratched at his throat
[Verse 6]
D C It's dangerous to faction as those who live rough D C Danny was a giant, solid and tough D C He allowed me to gift him and scribble this song D C G Without bein' draconian, he lived just as long