Three Horses Chords by Joan Baez

Tempo:
124.45 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

Eb

Gm

Cm

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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JOAN BAEZ  ~ Three Horses ~ chords
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[C] [Bb] [Gm]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Gm]
[Eb]
[Bb]
In [Gm] the early dawn, [Bb] no stallion will white,
[Gm] Francis the hills [Bb] in the morning light,
[Eb] His bridle [Bb] is painted [Eb] with thunder [Bb] and gold,
[Eb]
Orchids and [Bb] dragons, [Eb] pale knights [Bb] of old,
[Ab] He's the horse of the [Cm] ages [G] past.
[Bb] [C] [Gm] And now the children run to see the [Eb]
stallion on [Bb] the hill,
[Gm]
Bringing bags of apples and of [Eb]
clover they [Bb] have filled.
[Eb] And the white horse [Bb] tells his stories of [Eb] the days now [Bb] past and gone,
And [Eb] the children [Bb] stand the knowing, [Eb]
believing every [Bb]
song,
[Ab] How brightly glows [Cm] the
[Gm] past.
When
[Eb]
[Bb]
the [Gm] sun is [Bb] high comes a mare so red,
[Gm] A trampling the graves [Bb] of the living and dead.
[Eb] Her mantle [Bb] is heavy [Eb] with mirrors [Bb] and [Eb] glass,
All is [Bb] reflected [Eb] when the red mare [Bb] does pass,
She's [Ab] the horse of the [Cm] here and now.
[Gm]
[Bb] [C] [Gm]
There is confusion amongst [Eb] the children on [Bb] the hill,
[Gm] They cling to one another and no [Eb] longer can [Bb] be still.
[Gm] While [Eb] the rare's voice [Bb] is trembling [Eb] with a rare and mighty [Bb]
call,
[Eb] The children start [Bb]
remembering [Gm] [Eb] the bearers and the [Bb]
call.
And though [Eb] their many [Bb] colored sweaters are [Eb]
reflecting in the [Bb]
glass,
And though [Eb] the sun shines [Bb] down upon them,
They [Eb] are frightened [Bb] in the grass.
[Ab]
How stark is the here [Cm] and now.
[Gm]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[Gm] When night does [Bb] fall comes a stallion black,
So [Gm] proud and [Bb] tall he never looks back.
[Eb] He wears him no [Bb]
emeralds, [Eb] silver [Bb] or gold,
[Eb] Not even the [Bb] covering [Eb] to keep him from [Bb]
cold.
[Ab] He's the horse of the [Cm] years to come.
Come,
[Gm]
[Bb] [C] [Gm]
let me die before this [Eb] steed upon [Bb] my knees,
[Gm]
And sing to him the sorrows [Eb] of a thousand [Bb] centuries.
And [Eb] the children will [Bb]
scatter as [Eb] their mothers call [Bb] them home,
[Eb] For the sadness [Bb] of the evening horse [Eb]
no child has ever [Bb] known.
[Eb]
Then I'll [Bb]
go to him, [Eb] a bell that's never [Bb] rung,
[Gm] [Eb] And thank him for [Bb] the many words which from [Eb] his throat have [Bb] never sprung.
And I'll [Eb] thank God and all [Bb] the angels,
[Eb] That this stallion [Bb] of evening,
[Eb] The black horse of the [Bb]
future,
Comes [Fm] to [Ab] earth but has [Cm] no tongue.
[C]
[N]
Key:  
Bb
12341111
Eb
12341116
Gm
123111113
Cm
13421113
Ab
134211114
Bb
12341111
Eb
12341116
Gm
123111113
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To learn Joan Baez - Three Horses chords, focus on the sequence of these chords: Bb, Eb and Bb. Begin your practice at a relaxed 62 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 124. Fine-tune the capo based on your vocal range, ensuring it complements the key of B Major.

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[C] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ In [Gm] the _ early _ dawn, [Bb] no _ stallion will white,
_ [Gm] _ Francis the _ hills [Bb] in the _ morning _ _ light,
[Eb] His bridle [Bb] is painted _ [Eb] with thunder [Bb] and _ gold,
[Eb] _
_ Orchids and [Bb] _ dragons, _ [Eb] pale knights [Bb] of old,
[Ab] He's the _ horse of the _ _ [Cm] ages _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] past. _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ [Gm] And now the children _ run to see the [Eb] _
_ stallion on [Bb] the hill,
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
Bringing _ bags of _ apples and of [Eb] _
_ clover they [Bb] have _ filled.
[Eb] And the white horse [Bb] tells his stories _ of [Eb] the days now [Bb] past and _ gone,
And [Eb] the _ children _ [Bb] stand the _ _ _ knowing, [Eb] _
believing _ every [Bb] _
song,
_ _ [Ab] How _ brightly _ _ _ glows _ _ [Cm] the _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] past.
_ _ _ _ _
When _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ the [Gm] _ sun is _ [Bb] high comes a mare so _ red,
[Gm] A _ trampling the graves [Bb] of the living and _ dead.
[Eb] Her mantle [Bb] is heavy [Eb] with mirrors [Bb] and _ _ [Eb] glass,
All is [Bb] reflected _ [Eb] when the red mare [Bb] does _ pass,
She's [Ab] the horse of the _ [Cm] here and _ now. _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ There is confusion _ _ amongst [Eb] the _ children on [Bb] the _ _ hill,
[Gm] They cling _ to one _ _ another and no [Eb] longer _ can [Bb] be _ still.
[Gm] While [Eb] the rare's _ voice [Bb] is trembling _ _ [Eb] with a _ rare and mighty [Bb]
call,
_ _ _ [Eb] The _ children start [Bb]
remembering _ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] the _ bearers and the [Bb]
call.
And though [Eb] their _ _ many [Bb] colored _ _ sweaters are [Eb] _ _
reflecting in the [Bb]
glass,
And though [Eb] the sun shines [Bb] down upon them,
They [Eb] are _ frightened [Bb] in the _ grass.
_ _ _ [Ab] _
How stark is the _ _ _ here [Cm] and _ _ now.
[Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] When night does [Bb] fall comes a _ stallion _ black,
So [Gm] proud _ and [Bb] tall he never _ looks back.
[Eb] He wears him no [Bb] _
_ emeralds, [Eb] _ silver [Bb] or gold,
[Eb] Not even the [Bb] covering _ [Eb] to keep him from [Bb]
cold.
_ [Ab] He's the _ horse of the _ _ [Cm] years to come.
Come, _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ let me die _ _ before this [Eb] _ steed upon [Bb] my _ _ _ knees,
[Gm]
And sing to him the _ _ sorrows [Eb] of a _ thousand [Bb] centuries.
_ _ _ And [Eb] the _ children will [Bb] _
scatter _ as [Eb] their _ _ mothers call [Bb] them home,
_ _ [Eb] For the _ sadness _ [Bb] of the evening _ _ horse [Eb]
no child has ever [Bb] _ known.
_ _ [Eb]
Then _ I'll _ [Bb]
go to _ him, [Eb] a _ bell that's never [Bb] _ rung,
_ [Gm] [Eb] And _ thank him for [Bb] the many words which from [Eb] his throat _ have [Bb] never sprung.
And I'll [Eb] thank God and all [Bb] the _ _ angels,
[Eb] That this _ _ stallion [Bb] of _ evening,
_ _ [Eb] The black _ horse of the [Bb]
future,
_ _ Comes [Fm] to _ [Ab] _ _ earth but _ has [Cm] no tongue. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _

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