Tom: C
C F
We've got a poor old horse,
C G
He's standing at your door,
F C G
And if you'll only let him in,
F G
He'll greet you all I'm sure,
F G C
He'll greet you all I'm sure.
F G
He'll greet you all I'm sure,
F G C
He'll greet you all I'm sure.
--- Verse 2 ---
C F
Now that He's grown old
C G
And nature doth decay,
F C G
My master frowns upon him now,
F G
These words I've heard him say,
F G C
These words I've heard him say.
F G
These words I've heard him say,
F G C
These words I've heard him say.
--- Verse 3 ---
C F
Now that He's grown old
C G
And scarcely can he crawl,
F C G
He's forced to eat the coarsest grass,
F G
That grows against the wall,
F G C
That grows against the wall.
F G
That grows against the wall,
F G C
It grows against the wall.
--- Verse 4 ---
C F
This poor horse was once young,
C G
And in his youthful prime,
F C G
My master used to ride on him,
F G
He thought him very fine,
F G C
He thought him very fine.
F G
He thought him very fine,
F G C
He thought him very fine.
