Tom: C#m
Introdução:
C#m
Every friend I had is gone
F# C#m
Everything I thought was true is wrong
B A
A guiding light
C#m B
You&rsquo ll never believe how hard I tried
A
To love and be kind
C#m B
A simple truth so hard to find
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
She fixes me with those heroine eyes
F#
I&rsquo ve nothing left
G#
I&rsquo m ready to die
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m F#
On a black horse on a black horse
C#m F#
A bed of feathers doesn&rsquo t make a bird
C#m
To catch a second doesn&rsquo t mean a third
B A
A guiding light
C#m B
You&rsquo ll never believe how hard I tried
A
To love and be kind
C#m B
A simple truth so hard to find
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
She fixes me with those heroine eyes
F#
I&rsquo ve nothing left
G#
I&rsquo m ready to die
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
Here she comes riding home to me
A G#
On a black horse on a black horse
C#m
Here she comes riding home to me
C#m
On a black horse on a black horse
B
Here she comes riding home to me
A G#
On a black horse on a black horse