THE HORSES

We will fly

way up high,

where the cold wind blows;

or in the sun,

laugh ing, hav ing fun

with all the (F)peo ple that she knows.

And if the sit u a tion should keep us sep a rat ed,

you know the (F)world won’t fall a part.

And you will free the (G6/9)beau ti ful bird

that’s caught in side your (CN.C.)heart.

Can’t you hear her?

Oh, she cries so loud, casts her wild note o ver wa ter and cloud.

That’s (Fsus2)the way (Csus2)it’s gon na (Dm7)be, lit tle (F)dar lin’;

we’ll (Csus2)be rid ing on (Dm7)the hors es, (F)yeah yeah,

way (Csus2)up in the (Dm7)sky, lit tle (F)dar lin’.

(Csus2)If you fall, (Dm7)I’ll pick you up, (F)pick you up.

Ooh hoo hoo.

Ooh hoo hoo hoo hoo.

Ooh.

You will grow,

and un til you go,

well, I’ll be right there by your side.

And e ven then,

whis per the wind,

and she will car ry up your ride.

I hear all the peo ple of the world

in a lit tle bird’s lone ly cry.

See them try’n’ ev ’ry (G6/9)way they know how

to make their spir it fly.

Can’t you see him?

He’s down on the ground, has a bro ken wing, look ing all a round.

That’s (Fsus2)the way (Csus2)it’s gon na (Dm7)be, lit tle (F)dar lin’;

you’ll (Csus2)go rid ing on (Dm7)the hors es, (F)yeah yeah,

way (Csus2)up in the (Dm7)sky, lit tle (F)dar lin’.

(Csus2)If you fall, (Dm7)I’ll pick you up, (F)pick you up.

That’s the way (Csus2)it’s gon na (Dm7)be, lit tle (F)dar lin’;

we’ll (Csus2)be rid ing on (Dm7)the hors es, (F)yeah yeah,

way (Csus2)up in the (Dm7)sky, lit tle (F)dar lin’.

(Csus2)If you fall, (Dm7)I’ll pick you up, (F)pick you up.

That’s the way (Csus2)it’s gon na (Dm7)be, pick you up, (F)pick you up.