Asus2 Bm11 Sold my cold knot A E A heavy stone Asus2 Bm11 A Sold my red horse for a venture home E To vanish on the bow D Settling slow F#m Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums (Or so the story goes) D E Color the era Asus2 E Film it's historical Asus2 My mile could not Bm11 A E Pump the plumb Asus2 Bm11 A In my arbor 'till my ardor trumped E every inner inertia D Lump sum All at once F#m Rushing from the sub-pump (Or so the story goes) D E Balance we won't know Asus2 E We will see when it gets warm