Poem to a horse

Am - C - F - C Am - C - F - E (2x)

Am

1. You`re too far to bring you close,

F

and too high to see below,

Am F - E

just hangin` on your daily dose.

Am F

I know you never needed anyone,

Am

but the rolling papers for your grass,

F - E

how can you give what you don`t have.

C D F

You keep on aiming for the top, and quit before you sweat a drop,

- G C

feed your empty brain, with your hydrophonic pot.

D

You start out playing with yourself,

F

you get more fun within your shell,

G

nice to meet you, but I gotta go my way.

Am F C G

I`ll leave again, `cause I`ve been waiting in vain,

Am F C G

but you`re so in love with yourself.

Am F C G

If I say my heart is sore, sounds like a cheap metaphor,

Am F C E

so I won`t repeat it no more.

+ Am - C - F - G Am - C - F - E

Am

2. I’d rather eat my soup with a fork,

F

or drive a cab in New York,

Am F - E

‘cause to talk to you is harder work.

Am F

So what`s the point of wasting all my words,

Am

if it`s just the same or even worse

F - E

than reading poems to a horse.

C D F

You keep on aiming for the top, and quit before you sweat a drop,

- G C

feed your empty brain, with your hydrophonic pot.

D

You start out playing with yourself,

F

you get more fun within your shell,

G

nice to meet you, but I gotta go my way.

Am F C G

I`ll leave again, `cause I`ve been waiting in vain,

Am F C G

but you`re so in love with yourself.

Am F C G

If I say my heart is sore, sounds like a cheap metaphor,

Am F C E

so I won`t repeat it no more.

- Am ~ + Am - C - F - G Am - C - F - E

+ CHORUS (3x) ….. (orig. = capo 2nd) (Shakira)