Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 The flying red horse from the gasoline wars

 Took off from her station in the sun

 Turning her back on the pack at the pump

 She jumped down from the sign to run

 Full serve attendants were spilling their hoses

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Self-serve was doing the same

 The manager dialed the emergency numbers

 Insurance man won't take the claim

The sight of a horse crossing highways is frightening

But not with the breed that can fly

She's risen up to the level of oak trees

Too low for the radar man's eyes

I am not much of a joiner she says

That's not where I draw my strength

Some of the go for the depth of field

While most of them go for the length

Me I will go for the hard combination

'Cause I have some need to belong

But I'm leaving this unkind of sign life behind me

I'll take what is mine and be gone

If you see something red flash across the horizon

It's not that your eyes aren't right

She's taking her place with the red-tailed hawks

And the broad winged birds in flight

The flying red horse from the ruby red north

Took off from her station to the south

And I swear to you that this story is true

I heard it right from her mouth

They think they can tame you, name you and frame you

Aim you where you don't belong

They know where you've been but not where you're going

And that is the source of the songs (hum tune and fade)