(No Capo)
Intro.: |(D)(A)|(G) |(D)(A/C#)|(Bm)(G)|
(D)Seven years (A)old, on a (G)gold palomi-(D)no
Well, (G)I sat up (D)tall with my (G)face to the (A)wind
(D)I'd seen the (A)rodeo (G)cowboys in Re-(D)no
So I (G)dug in my boot (A) heels and (G)pulled on the reins (A)
(Chorus)
And (Bm)Blaze, he (G)took off a (D)running
(Bm)He threw me (G)down off the (A)side
Then (D)my Uncle (A)Jim picked me (G)up once again (D)
Said, "Get (Bm)back on that (A)pony and ride (G)
Get (D)back on that (A)pony and ride"
Solo: |(D)(A/C#)|(Bm)(G)|
So (D)lift up your (A)head, boy, I (G)know how you're feel-(D)ing
You (G)say, you won't (D)ride with a (G)chance you might lose (A)
You (D)fallen from (A)love and your (G)head is still reel-(D)ing
Your (G)heart and your (D)pride have been (G)shaken and (A)bruised
(Chorus)
And like (Bm)Blaze, she (G)took off a (D)running
(Bm)Love threw you (G)down off the (A)side
(D)Stand up a-(A)gain shake it (G)off if you can (D)
Get (Bm)back on that (A)pony and ride (G)
Get (Bm)back on that (A)pony and ride (D)
I'm not (Bm)saying for-(G)get what you lost (A)
I sup-(Bm)pose there's a (G)purpose in (A)pain
What we (Bm)make of our-(G)selves has a (A)cost
And it's paid every (G)time we take hold of the (A)reins (G) (F#m) (Em)
So (D)dust off your (A)blue jeans get (G)back in the sad-(D)dle
(G)Losing's a (D)place to start (G)over again (A)
(D)Gettin' back (A)up there is (G)half of the (D)battle
And (G)love like a (D)pony should (G)race with the (A)wind
(Chorus)
And like (Bm)Blaze, it (G)takes off a (D)running
It (Bm)may throw you (G)down off the (A)side
(D)Stand up a-(A)gain shake it (G)off if you can (D)
Get (Bm)back on that (A)pony and ride (G)
Get (D)back on that (A)pony and ride
Outro.: |(D)(A)|(G) |(D)(A/C#)|(Bm)(G)(F#m)(Em)|(D) ----
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