Tom T. Hall – Faster Horses The Cowboy And The Poet (Guitar)
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[Verse 1]
G He was an old-time cowboy, don't you understand? G His eyes were sharp as razor blades, his face was leather-tanned C G His toes were pointed inwards from a-hangin' on a horse D7 G He was an old philosopher, of course G He was so thin I swear you coulda used him for a whip G He had to drink a beer to keep his britches on his hips C G I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life D7 G He spit between his boots and he replied,
[Chorus]
G C D7 G "It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!"
[Verse 2]
G He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains G He said, "It don't do men no good to pray for peace and rain C G Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity D7 G And buffalo chips is all it means to me." G I told him I was a poet; I was lookin' for the truth
I do not care for horses, whiskey, women, or the loot
C I said I was a writer; my soul was all on fire D7 G He looked at me and he said, "You are a liar. Son,
[Chorus]
G C D7 G It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!"
[Verse 3]
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Well, I was disillusioned, if I say the leastI grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet
C G There was something cold and shiny layin' by my head D7 G So I started to believe the things he said. G Well, my poet days are over, and I'm back to bein' me
As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality
C G If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned D7 G I think that I will readily affirm, "Son,
[Chorus]
G C D7 G It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!"
[Outro] (fade out)
G C D7 G "It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!" G C D7 G "It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!" G C D7 G "It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money!"