Chords for Jeffrey Foucault - Secretariat (with Peter Mulvey)

[F#] What do you got?
Want to play Secretariat?
I would love to play Secretariat.
[B] _ _
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[B] _ _ [G#] _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ [D#m] _ I need [B] one [C#] heart [D#m] like _ _ _ [B]
Secretariat [C#] out [D#m] on my lonesome way.
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[B] I'm [C#] gonna take [F#] this [D#m] extra rib I've got and I'm gonna [F#] bury [B] it down in the dust [F#] it does [D#m] not reach.
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[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [D#m] _ _ _ [F#] I need [B] a woman [C#m] with eyes [D#m] like Rodin, _ [B] _
she's [C#] a body [D#m] caught within the snow.
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[B] I'm gonna [F#] take [D#m] this bronze star heart I've got and I'm [B] gonna melt it [C#] down [F#] _ [D#] with a love to cast [F#] a metal in [B] a [F#] ball.
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [F#] Cause [B] I'm the blue [F#] eyed son of a [D#m] hurricane, _ _ _
[B] swirl you [F#] so [D#m] sweetly around. _ _
[B] _ [C#] But be careful you [D#m] know Atlanta [F#] never [B] looked the same [C#] _ _ [D#] _ [D#m] after she burned [B] to the ground.
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_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ I [B] need a [F#] woman [C#] with a heel like [D#m] Achilles, _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ [C#] so I know there's [D#m] always one way I can win.
[B] Love is patient, [C#] _ [D#m] love is kind, but let's be honest, love is [B] a catalog [C#] of [D#m] deadliest.
_ [B] I need a woman [C#] [D#m] with a heat-hunt chin like old Joe Frazier, _
[B] _ standing [F#] side to [D#m] side swinging at the [B] wind.
Unless [C#] you and me take [D#m] the club down to [B] Arlington, I will [F#] tell you exactly [D#m] where I've been.
Cause [B] I'm the blue [D#m] eyed son of a hurricane, _ _
[B] swirl [C#] you so [D#] sweetly around.
[D#m] _ _
[B] _ But be [C#] careful [D#m] you know Atlanta never [B] looked the same _ [C#] _ [D#m] _ after she burned [B] to the ground.
_ [C#] [D#m] Yeah she burned down, [F#] burned down Peter.
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[B] _ _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [B] _ [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ I [B] need a woman with [C#] a hand [D#m] like John Henry, _ [F#] _
[B] _ [C#] far [D#m] enough to break the rocks down into [B] sand.
When we [C#] die we lay [D#m] down side by side [B] with our hands [F#] in [D#m] our hands.
[F#] I [B] need a [F#] woman with a heart like Secretary, _ _ _
[B] _ [C#m] I'll [F#] run my [D#m] lonesome ways.
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[B] _ I'm gonna [F#] take this [D#m] extra rib I've got, I'm gonna [B] bury it down in the dust, dust [C#m] that she [D#m] dug right here.
I [B] need a woman, _ [F#] _ [D#m] _ _ I [B] need a woman, [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ [F#]
[B] I need a woman, [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ I need [B] a woman like [C#] I need a home in [D#m] the hills. _
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_ He was just, he was probably four.
He was gripping the sides of his chair.