Heavy Horses Jethro Tull
INTRO
CAPO 3 FRET
[Bm]
[Em]Iron-clad [C]feather-feet p[D]ounding the d[G]ust
An Oct[C]ober's d[D]ay, towards [Dsus4]evening[G]
[Em]Sweat embossed v[C]eins standing [D]proud to the [G]plough
Sa[C]lt on a [D]deep chest s[Dsus4]easonin[G]g
[Em]Last of th[C]e line at an h[D]onest day's t[G]oil
[C]Turning [D]the deep sod[Dsus4] under[G]
[Em]Flint at t[C]he fetlock, ch[D]asing the bon[G]e
[C]Flies at[D] the nostrils[Dsus4] plunde[G]r.
The Su[C]ffolk, the C[D]lydesdale, the [G]Percheron vi[C]e
with the [Am]Shire on his fe[D]athers [Dsus4]floatin[Em]g
H[C]auling soft [D]timber[G] into the du[C]sk
to[C] bed on [D]a warm straw [Dsus4]coating[G].
[F#7]Heavy[Bm] Horse[G]s,[Bm] move the [G]land under me[A]
[F#7] Beh[Bm]ind the plough glidin[G]g [Bm]--- slipping and[G] sliding fre[A]e
[F#7]Now you're d[G]own to the f[D]ew
And there's [Bb]no work to d[F]o
The tracto[C]r's[Em] on its wa[D]y. [Bm]
Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
to keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood
behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
and your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
and the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
in the wake of the deep plough, sharing.
Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
across these acres glistening
like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
as the heavy horses thunder by
to wake the dying city
with the living horseman's cry
At once the old hands quicken ---
bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
thrill to the sound of all
the heavy horses coming home.
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
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