Tom T. Hall - Faster Horses Chords

INTRO: G 

#1.
   Gm7                     G
He was an old time cowboy, don't you understand?

His eyes were sharp as razor blades, is face was 

leather tanned.
    C                               G
His toes were pointed inward from a hangin' on a 
                     D               G
horse, he was an old philosopher, of course.

#2.
G
He was so thin, I swear, you could have used him 

for a whip.

He had to drink a beer to keep his breeches on his 

hips.
  C                               G
I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life.
                    D            G
He spit between his boots and he replied.

CHORUS:
G                           C            D
It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money.

#3.
G
He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco 

stains.

He said, it don't do men no good to pray for peace and 

rain.
C                                   G
Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity, and 
Gm7              D               G
buffalo chips is all it means to me.

#3.
G
I told him I was a poet, I was lookin' for the truth.

I do not care for horses, whiskey, women or the loot.
  C                       G
I said I was a writer, my soul was all on fire.
                       D               G
He looked at me and he said, you are a liar.

CHORUS:
G                                C            D
Son, it's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money.

#4.
G
Well, I was disillusioned, if I say the least.

I grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet.
C                                  G
There was somethin' cold and shiny laying by my head.
                   D                   Gm7
So, I started to believe the things he said.

#5.
         G
Well, my poet days are over and I'm back to bein' me.

As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality.
   C                           G
If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned.
  Gm7               D       G
I think that I will readily affirm.

CHORUS:
G                                C            D
Son, it's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money.

CHORUS:
G                      C            D
Faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money.

CHORUS:
G                           C            D
It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money.

OUTRO:
G                           C            D
It's faster horses, younger women, older whiskey,
     G
more money..(Fade.)