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