The Art Teacher And The Little Stallion Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]When you tucked my tails,
smoothed my hair,
on [Ab]the steps of [G]the Metropolitan
I was [C]holding my breath,
hedging my bet[Am]s,
heavy on [D]speculation
that you were inviting [C]me in
to wander the [G]lengths of your
hallowed hall[D]s,
to be lec[Am]tured on the dangers
of sinking ships.

[Verse 2]
"I'll [G]be quiet,
sir. I won't say nothing at all."
[D]

[Verse 3]
But couldn't you just [C]get lost
[G]in this watery [D]grave?
Standing on [Am]the decks
of sinking ships
hands on [G]my shoulders
you're steering [D]me.

[Verse 4]
But couldn't you just [C]get lost
on the [G]pitch and roll of these [D]waves?
So many [Am]sailors lost to
this drunken sea.
So says [G]the ocean: "What's
that got to do with me?"
[D]

[Verse 5]
I found [C]you lost
[G]in front of some spill of brilliant [D]oils
all hemmed in by [C]gilded frames
and filigreed names;
a [G]blush of cooling [D]flesh.

[Verse 6]
And then you [C]say flip,
[G]some general spill of devotion
[D]all whistled through
your [C]crooked teeth.
I never noticed your crooked
teeth.

[Verse 7]
[G]You're crying but
you've never met.
[D]"Well, that's [Am]the point [D]I guess.
You missed the [Am]point I [D]guess."
I missed the [Am]point, I guess.

[Verse 8]
[D]"Well [Am]here[D]'s
my [Am]point I guess:
[D]her back is [Am]broken she
washed up a mess.
[D]Well, here's [Am]my point [D]I guess:
What's [Am]she got to do
with [D]me?
Well, here's [Am]my point I guess:
[D]her back is [Am]broken and I
run free."
[D]

[Verse 9]
[Am]
Little stallion kicking [D]up the sand:
[Am]run [D]free.
The cockles aren't giving
up [Am]their [D]pearls
and this is [Am]free.
So many [D]pearls, so many pearls,
so many tossed off.
But couldn't you [C]just get lost
[G]on this swollen [D]sea?
Standing on [Am]the deck

[Verse 10]
of sinking ships,
hands on [G]my shoulders
you're steering [D]me.

[Verse 11]
But couldn't you just get [C]lost
on the [G]pitch and the roll [D]and the sway?

[Verse 12]
So many sail[Am]ors lost to
this drunken sea.
So says [G]the ocean: "What's
that got to do with [D]me?"
So many [Am]sailors lost to this drunken sea.
So many [G]sailors [D]lost[Am][D]
[Am]to m[D]e...[Am]

[Outro 1]
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