Slaid Cleaves - Quick As Dreams
## NOTE: ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ##
CAPO: 2nd Fret
C F C F
My name is Tommy Luther, I'll soon be eighty-four
C F G
I'll show you a little picture I keep tucked in this old drawer
CHORUS:
F G C ~ Am
Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team
C F G C
Sailing by, eight feet high, on horses quick as dreams
F C F
Well, I joined up with the races when they came through Alabam
C F G
They had a good young rider, just a boy, named Sandy Graham
F G C ~ Am
We were two kids run away from home when the world was breaking down
C F G C
Didn't stay to see the family sell the farm and move to town
F C F
From Detroit to Tijuana to Annapolis we rode
C F G
They called us rookies "bug boys", we were just sixteen years old
F G C ~ Am
We were worth a couple of saddles and two big bags of grain
C F G C
The big men owned the horses and they owned us just the same
CHORUS:
F G C ~ Am
Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team
C F G C
Sailing by, eight feet high, on horses quick as dreams
F C F
Well it's Winnipeg and it's raining, but the track's not looking bad
C F G
They gave me Irish Princess, Sandy rode on Vesper Lad
F G C ~ Am
We were flying down the backstretch, my horse was running proud
C F G C
I pulled ahead of Sandy when a roar came from the crowd
F C F
I crouched as Irish Princess thundered across the line
C F G
And then I stood and turned around to see that friend of mine
F G C ~ Am
Vesper Lad was standing still, there must have been a fall
C F G C
And in the mud lay Sandy, looking lifeless as a doll
F C F
Well, the crowd ran up to Sandy, they scooped him off the track
C F G
They took him to the office, with shattered ribs and back
F G C ~ Am
At the hospital next morning, I sat by Sandy's side
C F G C
But the season would be ending soon and then I'd have to ride
INSTRUMENTAL: F G C F G C
F C F
Just a couple a days past Danville, word came down the line
C F G
Sandy'd lost his struggle, we hung our heads and cried
F G C ~ Am
It was poor old Mother Harris, from the boarding house in town
C F G C
Who paid for the little casket and laid him in the ground
F C F
I sent a couple of dollars, it was all that I could save
C F G
She drew me a little picture of the lonely rider's grave
F G C ~ Am
I've kept it in my bedroom drawer all these sixty years
C F G C
I still see that crumpled body now, but I'm too old for tears
C F C F
My name is Tommy Luther, I'll soon be eighty-four
C F G
I'll show you a little picture, it's right here in the drawer
CHORUS:
F G C ~ Am
Sixty years ago, boys, I rode for the Diamond team
C F G C
Sailing by, eight feet high, on horses quick as dreams
F G C
Sailing by, eight feet high, on horses quick as dreams
