Asus2            Bm11 
   Sold my cold knot 
     A        E 
A heavy stone 
Asus2                 Bm11        A 
   Sold my red horse for a venture home 
             E 
To vanish on the bow 
         D 
Settling slow 
                          F#m 
Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums 
(Or so the story goes) 
D             E 
Color the era 
             Asus2      E 
Film it's historical 

Asus2 
   My mile could not 
Bm11      A    E 
Pump the plumb 
Asus2            Bm11           A 
   In my arbor 'till my ardor trumped 
         E 
every inner inertia 
     D 
Lump sum 

All at once 
                  F#m 
Rushing from the sub-pump 

(Or so the story goes) 
D                   E 
Balance we won't know 
                         Asus2      E 
We will see when it gets warm