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Tom: G
G F E
All the things that they make you say
And all the love that you hide away
I'll pick you up and it'll be alright
I'll pick you up and it'll be tonight
G Bm F G
She rode a horse into my head
She rode a horse into my head
She won't discipline the children
G Bm F
And now they're running wild on the beach
G A4
And I don't care, no I don't care...
It's the middle of the night and we're here
Playing dominos and drinking beer
I try to think of something deep to say
But my well is dipping dry today
She rode a horse...