Chords for John Gorka - The Flying Red Horse
Tempo:
160.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
D
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I've always been attracted to music that's kind of personal and intimate, where you feel
like you can reach the performer, where there's not this image presented that it's kind of
larger than life.
And often presented in a way that, a musical way, where it's distancing as well.
It's like a big sound where you don't feel like you can
You know they're in there somewhere, but you don't know if you're hearing the artist or
you're hearing a producer's version of the artist's vision.
I always thought, what I liked about folk music is that I felt like you could write
a song about any part of your life.
I think it's one of the few forms of music where a purity of expression is possible.
And one of the few places that you can find honest music.
I was always important for me, it was the way I reached people more than how many people
I reached with the music.
I was interested in going as far as I could with the kind of music I wanted to do, but
I was not necessarily interested in becoming the biggest thing.
I wanted to reach, I would rather reach a small number of people in a very strong way
than a mass audience in a superficial way.
So I don't know if that's in the song or not, but this is called The Flying [D] Red Horse.
[G#] And this is a song about what might happen if one of the flying red horses from the [D] mobile
station should escape.
[A]
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D] The flying red horse [A] from the gasoline wars [G] took off from her station in [D] the sun.
[A]
[D] Turning her [A] back on the pack at the pump, she [G] jumped down [A] from the sign [D] to ride.
[A]
[Bm] Full [A]-serve [G] attendants were spilling [A] their hoses.
[Bm] Self [A]-serve was doing the [G] same.
[A]
[Bm] The manager dialed [G] the [Bm] emergency [A]
numbers.
[Bm] Insurance [A] man won't make [G] the claim.
[D] [A]
[D] The sight of a horse [A] crossing highways is frightening,
[G] but not with the breed [D] that can fly.
[A]
[D] She's risen [A] up to the level of oak trees,
[G] too low [A] for the radar [D] man's eye.
[B]
[Bm] I am [A] not much [G] of a joiner, [E] she [Bm] says.
That's not where [A] I draw my [G] strength.
[A]
[B] Some of [A] them go [G] for the [A] depth of field, [F#]
while [Bm] most of them [B] go [G] for the lane.
[A] [D]
[C#m]
[A] [G]
[D]
[B] [D]
Me, I will go [A] for the hard combination, [G] because I have some [D] need to belong.
[A] [D] But I'm leaving this [A] unkind of sign life behind me.
[G] Take what [A] is mine and [D] be gone.
[A] [C#] [B] If you see [A] something red [G] flash across [A] the [F#] horizon, [Bm] it's not that [A] your eyes aren't [G] right.
[A] [Bm] She's taking her [A] place [G] with the red [A] -tailed hawks [Bm] and the broad [A]-winged birds in [G] flight.
[A] [D]
Flying red horse [A] from Ruby Road North, [G] the car from her station [D] to the south.
[A] [D] And I swear to [A] you that the story is true.
[G] I [A] heard it right from her [D] mouth.
[A] [Bm] They will try [A] to tame [G] you, [A] name you, and frame [Bm] you, and you [A] where you don't [G] belong.
[B] [Bm] They know where [A] you've been, but [G]
[A] not where you're going, [Bm] and that [F#m] is the [A] source [G] of the [A] song.
[D] [A]
[G]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A]
[G]
[A] [D]
[B]
like you can reach the performer, where there's not this image presented that it's kind of
larger than life.
And often presented in a way that, a musical way, where it's distancing as well.
It's like a big sound where you don't feel like you can
You know they're in there somewhere, but you don't know if you're hearing the artist or
you're hearing a producer's version of the artist's vision.
I always thought, what I liked about folk music is that I felt like you could write
a song about any part of your life.
I think it's one of the few forms of music where a purity of expression is possible.
And one of the few places that you can find honest music.
I was always important for me, it was the way I reached people more than how many people
I reached with the music.
I was interested in going as far as I could with the kind of music I wanted to do, but
I was not necessarily interested in becoming the biggest thing.
I wanted to reach, I would rather reach a small number of people in a very strong way
than a mass audience in a superficial way.
So I don't know if that's in the song or not, but this is called The Flying [D] Red Horse.
[G#] And this is a song about what might happen if one of the flying red horses from the [D] mobile
station should escape.
[A]
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D] The flying red horse [A] from the gasoline wars [G] took off from her station in [D] the sun.
[A]
[D] Turning her [A] back on the pack at the pump, she [G] jumped down [A] from the sign [D] to ride.
[A]
[Bm] Full [A]-serve [G] attendants were spilling [A] their hoses.
[Bm] Self [A]-serve was doing the [G] same.
[A]
[Bm] The manager dialed [G] the [Bm] emergency [A]
numbers.
[Bm] Insurance [A] man won't make [G] the claim.
[D] [A]
[D] The sight of a horse [A] crossing highways is frightening,
[G] but not with the breed [D] that can fly.
[A]
[D] She's risen [A] up to the level of oak trees,
[G] too low [A] for the radar [D] man's eye.
[B]
[Bm] I am [A] not much [G] of a joiner, [E] she [Bm] says.
That's not where [A] I draw my [G] strength.
[A]
[B] Some of [A] them go [G] for the [A] depth of field, [F#]
while [Bm] most of them [B] go [G] for the lane.
[A] [D]
[C#m]
[A] [G]
[D]
[B] [D]
Me, I will go [A] for the hard combination, [G] because I have some [D] need to belong.
[A] [D] But I'm leaving this [A] unkind of sign life behind me.
[G] Take what [A] is mine and [D] be gone.
[A] [C#] [B] If you see [A] something red [G] flash across [A] the [F#] horizon, [Bm] it's not that [A] your eyes aren't [G] right.
[A] [Bm] She's taking her [A] place [G] with the red [A] -tailed hawks [Bm] and the broad [A]-winged birds in [G] flight.
[A] [D]
Flying red horse [A] from Ruby Road North, [G] the car from her station [D] to the south.
[A] [D] And I swear to [A] you that the story is true.
[G] I [A] heard it right from her [D] mouth.
[A] [Bm] They will try [A] to tame [G] you, [A] name you, and frame [Bm] you, and you [A] where you don't [G] belong.
[B] [Bm] They know where [A] you've been, but [G]
[A] not where you're going, [Bm] and that [F#m] is the [A] source [G] of the [A] song.
[D] [A]
[G]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A]
[G]
[A] [D]
[B]
Key:
A
G
D
Bm
B
A
G
D
_ I've always been _ attracted to music that's _ kind of personal and intimate, where you feel
like you can reach the _ performer, where there's not this _ image presented that it's kind of
larger than life. _
_ _ _ And often presented in a way that, a musical way, where it's distancing as well.
It's like a big sound where _ you don't feel like you can_
You know they're in there somewhere, but _ _ _ you don't know _ if you're hearing _ the _ artist or
you're hearing a producer's version _ of the artist's vision.
I always thought, what I liked about folk music is that I felt like you could write
a song about any part of your life.
I think it's one of the few _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ forms _ of music where a purity of expression is possible. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And one of the _ _ few places that you can find honest music.
I was always important for me, _ _ _ _ _ it was the way I reached people _ more _ _ than how many people
I reached _ with the music.
_ I was interested in going as far as I could with the kind of music I wanted to do, but _ _
_ I was not necessarily interested in _ becoming the biggest thing. _ _
_ _ I wanted to reach, _ I would rather reach a small number of people in a very strong way
than _ _ _ _ a mass audience in a superficial way. _
_ _ _ _ So I don't know if that's in the _ song or not, but this is called The Flying [D] Red Horse.
_ _ _ [G#] And this is a song about what might happen if one of the flying red horses from the [D] mobile
station should escape. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] The flying red horse [A] from the gasoline _ wars [G] took off from her station in [D] the sun.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ Turning her [A] back on the pack at the pump, she [G] jumped down [A] from the sign [D] to ride.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ Full [A]-serve _ [G] attendants were _ spilling [A] their hoses.
[Bm] _ _ Self [A]-serve was doing the [G] same.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] The _ manager _ _ dialed [G] the _ [Bm] emergency [A] _ _
numbers.
[Bm] _ _ Insurance [A] man won't make [G] the claim.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] The sight of a horse [A] crossing _ highways is frightening, _ _
_ [G] but not with the breed [D] that can fly.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ She's risen [A] up to the level of oak trees, _
[G] too low [A] for the radar [D] man's eye.
_ _ [B] _ _ _
[Bm] _ I am [A] not much [G] of a _ _ joiner, [E] she _ [Bm] says.
That's not where [A] I draw my [G] strength.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[B] _ Some of [A] them go [G] for the _ [A] depth of field, _ [F#]
while [Bm] most of them [B] go [G] for the _ lane.
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [D] _
Me, I will go [A] for the hard combination, _ _ _ [G] because I have some [D] need to belong. _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] But I'm _ leaving this [A] unkind of sign life behind me.
[G] _ Take what [A] is mine and [D] be gone.
[A] _ _ _ [C#] _ [B] If you see _ [A] something red [G] _ flash across [A] the [F#] horizon, _ [Bm] it's not that [A] your eyes aren't [G] right. _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] She's taking her [A] place _ [G] with the red _ [A] _ -tailed hawks [Bm] and the broad [A]-winged birds in [G] _ flight.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _
Flying red horse [A] from Ruby Road _ North, [G] the car from her station [D] to the south. _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] And I swear to [A] you that the story is true.
_ _ [G] _ I [A] heard it right from her [D] mouth. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] They will try [A] to tame [G] you, _ [A] name you, and frame [Bm] you, and you [A] where you don't [G] belong. _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] They know where [A] you've been, but [G] _ _
[A] not where you're going, [Bm] and _ that [F#m] is the [A] source [G] of the _ [A] song.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
like you can reach the _ performer, where there's not this _ image presented that it's kind of
larger than life. _
_ _ _ And often presented in a way that, a musical way, where it's distancing as well.
It's like a big sound where _ you don't feel like you can_
You know they're in there somewhere, but _ _ _ you don't know _ if you're hearing _ the _ artist or
you're hearing a producer's version _ of the artist's vision.
I always thought, what I liked about folk music is that I felt like you could write
a song about any part of your life.
I think it's one of the few _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ forms _ of music where a purity of expression is possible. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And one of the _ _ few places that you can find honest music.
I was always important for me, _ _ _ _ _ it was the way I reached people _ more _ _ than how many people
I reached _ with the music.
_ I was interested in going as far as I could with the kind of music I wanted to do, but _ _
_ I was not necessarily interested in _ becoming the biggest thing. _ _
_ _ I wanted to reach, _ I would rather reach a small number of people in a very strong way
than _ _ _ _ a mass audience in a superficial way. _
_ _ _ _ So I don't know if that's in the _ song or not, but this is called The Flying [D] Red Horse.
_ _ _ [G#] And this is a song about what might happen if one of the flying red horses from the [D] mobile
station should escape. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] The flying red horse [A] from the gasoline _ wars [G] took off from her station in [D] the sun.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ Turning her [A] back on the pack at the pump, she [G] jumped down [A] from the sign [D] to ride.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ Full [A]-serve _ [G] attendants were _ spilling [A] their hoses.
[Bm] _ _ Self [A]-serve was doing the [G] same.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] The _ manager _ _ dialed [G] the _ [Bm] emergency [A] _ _
numbers.
[Bm] _ _ Insurance [A] man won't make [G] the claim.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] The sight of a horse [A] crossing _ highways is frightening, _ _
_ [G] but not with the breed [D] that can fly.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ She's risen [A] up to the level of oak trees, _
[G] too low [A] for the radar [D] man's eye.
_ _ [B] _ _ _
[Bm] _ I am [A] not much [G] of a _ _ joiner, [E] she _ [Bm] says.
That's not where [A] I draw my [G] strength.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[B] _ Some of [A] them go [G] for the _ [A] depth of field, _ [F#]
while [Bm] most of them [B] go [G] for the _ lane.
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [D] _
Me, I will go [A] for the hard combination, _ _ _ [G] because I have some [D] need to belong. _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] But I'm _ leaving this [A] unkind of sign life behind me.
[G] _ Take what [A] is mine and [D] be gone.
[A] _ _ _ [C#] _ [B] If you see _ [A] something red [G] _ flash across [A] the [F#] horizon, _ [Bm] it's not that [A] your eyes aren't [G] right. _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] She's taking her [A] place _ [G] with the red _ [A] _ -tailed hawks [Bm] and the broad [A]-winged birds in [G] _ flight.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _
Flying red horse [A] from Ruby Road _ North, [G] the car from her station [D] to the south. _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] And I swear to [A] you that the story is true.
_ _ [G] _ I [A] heard it right from her [D] mouth. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] They will try [A] to tame [G] you, _ [A] name you, and frame [Bm] you, and you [A] where you don't [G] belong. _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] They know where [A] you've been, but [G] _ _
[A] not where you're going, [Bm] and _ that [F#m] is the [A] source [G] of the _ [A] song.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _