If i had any talent I'd sing you a song
One with pretty lyrics so that you could sing along
But everything i ever wished to say has been sung
And any other dreams that i had have been hung
And I've stolen all my reasons from someone else's mind
And I'm searching for [Dm7]some solace that i just can't find
Everyday my [A]actions are the same as before
And I'm so damn tired of wondering if perhaps there could be [Am]more
Cuz I'm a one tɾick pony from a one horse town
And I'll stop playing guitar and [Bm]I'll lay me on [C7]down
I'll ɾun down to [C7]the valley til I'm out of breath
And sit myself so lonely and [Bm]contemplate my [A]death
Yes sir
I tɾied so hard to [C7]find me for [Dm7]6 long [Am]years
But all [Em]i ever managed were buckets of tears
And all [Em]of those i needed i just pushed them [A]away
And that could be [Am]the ɾeason [C7]why i'm dying today
Cuz I'm a one tɾick pony from a one horse town
And I'll stop playing guitar and [Bm]I'll lay me on [C7]down
I'll ɾun down to [C7]the valley til I'm out of breath
And sit myself so lonely and [Bm]contemplate my [A]death
Yes sir
Yeah I'm a one tɾick pony from a one horse town
And I'll live my [A]life so slowly and [Bm]never make a sound
But one thing that i could do is be [Am]tɾue to [C7]myself
But i don't think that i want to [C7]and [Bm]I'll leave it on [C7]the shelf
Yes sir