John Gorka - High Horse


INTRO:          (2x)

             
If I come down

         
 from my high 

horse
             
And you come d

              
own from your 


hill
             
I'll ride up f

        
rom the valley
             
From our place

        
 by the mill


             
The neighbourh

           
ood's gone qui

et
             
Since the good

           
 jobs have gon

e
            
With the odds 

 
against us
             
Stacked a thou

        
sand-to-one


             
Ohh, everythin

     
g is changing
             
The new jobs d

     
on't pay
             
Our old street

    
 is crumbling
             
Young ones mov

     
ing away


             
So, that's why

       
 I called you
             
I know you cou

   
ld help
             
If you were in


clined to 
             
You could swin

                
g it yourself


             
Please do it f

   
or Gracie
             
Not for my sak

 
e
             
Back then when

     
 she chose me
             
Maybe she made

      
 a mistake


             
Now memories a

           
re pictures
              
Scissors, for 


thoughts
             
The wars that 

      
we're fighting

 are
             
The wars that 

           
we fought


             
I can't change

             
 all that happ

     
ened
             
Or the words t

           
hat I said
             
Taking on ever

          
y demon
             
I was full spe

     
ed ahead


             
You should kno

             
w this isn't l

        
ike me
             
Or the man I b

  
ecame
             
Didn't work fo

                   
r my health
             
I'd say it's c

                 
aught up again


            
Oh, we did hav

             
e an estate
             
Treatments too

   
k that
             
And I did have

            
 my pride
              
But that came 

             
off with my ca

  
p


             
If I don't hea

               
r from you
             
Know that I'll

            
 understand
              
I have until t

            
he [priest sta

tement]
             
"She knows you

             
're a good man

      
"


             
The neighbourh

             
ood's gone qui

      
et
             
Since the good

            
 jobs went sou

th
             
Went straight 

             
through to Chi

     
na
             
Now it's finge

            
rs to mouth
          
Fingers
            
Fingers