The Men Are Called Horsemen There(Keyboard chords)

	        

Intro:  F Am F Am 

      F                    Am 
I’m sorry to say that I’m sorry 
               F 
That someone undressed me as professed to me 
    Am 
In Spain with their eyes 

F                Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da dum. 
F                Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da da da dum. 

     F                     Am 
I’m sorry ’cause somebody told me to watch 
       F 
And I watched for it all over 
Am 
Spain with my eyes. 

Dm                C   Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da dum. 
Dm                C         Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da da da dum. 

Am 
If I’m sorry, then so are you 
       Bb                       F 
Cause I, I go where you tell me to. 
Am      F       Am 
On horseshoes. 

(Riff for this verse): 
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B|------------------------------------------------------| 
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D|------------------------------------------------------| 
A|-----------3--3b4-----------------2—2b3---------------| 
E|-4---4-3-1--------------3---3-2-0---------------------| 

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B|------------------------------------------------------| 
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D|------------------------------------------------------| 
A|---------6-4-6-8b9----------------3—-3b4--------------| 
E|-2---2-1----------------4---4-3-1---------------------| 

e|--------------------------------------------------| 
B|--------------------------------------------------| 
G|--------------------------------------------------| 
D|--------------------------------------------------| 
A|---------6-4-6-8----------------------------------| 
E|-2---2-1------------------------------------------| 

Casanova ran 
Toward the Eastern lands 
His cock was in his hand 
You got to ride away from him 
You gotta ride away from him. 
(End Riff) 
             F 
“But if you ride over there 
             Am 
they’ll put bows in your hair 
            F 
they will stand back and 
                 Am 
stare at you in Spain with their eyes.” 

Dm                C  Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da dum. 
Dm                C        Am 
Ba dum-bum ba da da da dum. 

Am 
It never occurred to me 
     Bb 
And it never occurred to me 
    Dm         C 
And it never occurred to me 
          F                       Am 
That the men are called horsemen there 
             F                       Am 
Uh-oh, the men are called horsemen there-ere-ere 
            F 
Uh-oh, the men are called horsemen and 
Am 
I’M NO HORSEMAN! 
         F 
Oh, the men are called horsemen and 
Am 
I’M NO HORSEMAN! 
         F 
Oh, the men are called horsemen and 
Am 
I’M NO HORSEMAN! 
                   Bb 
I’M NO HORSE! And you are no angel… 

    Am               Bb 
Oh I’m no horse and you are no angel. 
   Am 
If I was a horse I would 
Bb 
Crouch like a leopard. 
  Am 
If I was a horse I would 
Bb 
Trample the shepherd, love. 
  Am 
If I was a horse I’d have 
Bb 
Pricks in my mane. 
  Am 
If I was a horse I would 
Bb 
Throw up the reins. 

          F      Dm 
If I was you 

   Bb                      C 
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins. 
          F             Dm 
If I was you… Oh, oh oh oh oh 
  Bb                       C 
If I was a horse I would throw up the reins. 
          F             Dm 
If I was you… Oh, oh oh oh oh 
    Bb                 C              F 
But I am no horse and you are no angel… 
              Dm 
Woah ha oh ha oh ha oh 
          Bb                      C 
I said if I was a horse I would throw up the reins. 
          F                 Dm 
If I was you. Woah ha oh ha oh ha oh 

Bb C F Dm x2 

Bb                C 
Your hands on my neck 
F                  Dm 
Your hands on my muscles 
Bb                 C 
Your weight on my back 
F                 Dm 
It keeps me from trouble 

Bb                C 
But oh, oh oh oh oh oh… 

(The next part is all bar chords Gm=3rd fret, Dm=5th, Eb=6th , Bb=6th) 

          Gm           Dm 
But such weights never did stay 
     Eb          Bb 
In Madrid, did they… 

      Gm               Dm             Eb          Bb 
Where someone says, “fuck me” someone else says, “ok.” 

           Gm            Dm 
You gotta ride me to a pasture 
      Eb                 Bb 
on a ride to kiss such withered wings. 

        Gm            Dm              Eb         Bb 
Where someone says “fuck me” someone else says, “ok.”