capo 2nd fret

B

B E
Silver haired man with a guitar in his hands
A B
I hear him echo down the street
Em
Singing to me when he sees me listening
F#
So I lay a few bucks at his feet

It's such a waste, 'cause I remember his face
And others like him all around
The suits and ties who'll see they never get signed
Don't have the guts to shut 'em down

Chorus:

Em
Old horses put out to pasture
B
Nowhere left for them to go
Em Am
Too old to ride, not pretty to show
F
They might have had a good run
F# B
Now everybody knows they're just old horses

Kind of reminds me of the Hollywood grind
Some faded actress losing heart
She knows her lines, gets 'em perfect every time
But the pretty starlets get the parts

Chours

Bridge:

Am D
And I think, where do you go when no one needs you anymore
G C
And the world declares your job is done
Am D
But there's still life in your bones, and breath in your lungs
G C
And miles and miles left to run

C F
I pass a line of men who served their time
Bb C
Displaying medals that they earned
Fm
A teary eyed vet begged me not to forget
G
They'd gladly take another turn

Chorus (Fm C Fm Bbm F# G C)