Danny and My Ponies – guitar crd

Danny and My Ponies | guitar crd
By The Who
>From Who, 06 Dec. 2019
Written by Pete Townshend ©2019 Spirit Music Publishing Ltd.

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transcribed by        2019-12-11                     Alex Lopez                 
icoflib@hotmail.com                                  www.thewho.net/whotabs     
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Author's Note: This is an approximation of the chords in this song. Pete uses 
an alternate tuning for this song, but I don't know what it is. This is how I 
approach the song in standard tuning. It's close, but not exact.

Chords you'll need:

C x32013
Gsus4 320013
Dsus4 x54035

Dsus4

C                    Gsus4
Danny laid back and surveyed the view
   C                         Gsus4
A king on his bench, he was cold, he was blue
  C                       Gsus4
I asked for permission to give him a note
   C                        Gsus4
He nodded, not movin', just scratched at his throat
C                       Gsus4
Always smiled slightly, seemed so bemused
     C                       Gsus4
Like he was the one, who was glad to be used
C                    Gsus4
I had a sense he was playin' a part
    C                     Gsus4
But I had to help, for he tore at my heart
Dsus4              C               Gsus4
He would walk, his feet wrapped in rags
   Dsus4                      C            Gsus4
He wandered the neighborhood, carrying his bags


    Dsus4                      C        Gsus4
The pride in his eyes would so clearly flash
Dsus4                  C          Gsus4
Like I was the one who needed the cash

Dsus4                           C         Gsus4
The tramps in our England, have always to walk
Dsus4                      C             Gsus4
From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong
    Dsus4                      C             Gsus4
The tramps in our country have no where's to hug
Dsus4                                C          Gsus4
Home hysterics give comfort, there's no time to talk

C                Gsus4
Danny would lay, he'd never speak
     C                 Gsis4
Here was a man who had attained his peak
   C                   Gsus4
No fables to tell, and nothing held back
C                      Gsus4
This was a man who had led a strong path
    C                      Gsus4
Old soldier, perhaps, or a worn, old jailbird
      C                      Gsus4
Who'd never a hand clean and never a word
    C                    Gsus4
For two hundred down, my project had fled
C                      Gsus4
Danny was gone, or may well have been dead
Dsus4                C           Gsus4
He walked slowly, no hurryin' to death
     Dsus4                      C         Gsus4
Took in turn his view, with his very last breath
    Dsus4                    C            Gsus4
The river, the mist and the slightly grey sky
Dsus4              C          Gsus4
Danny was waiting, patient to die

Dsus4                           C         Gsus4
The tramps in our England, have always to walk
Dsus4                      C             Gsus4
From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong
    Dsus4                      C             Gsus4
The tramps in our country have no where's to hug
Dsus4                                C          Gsus4
Home hysterics give comfort, there's no time to talk

C                Gsus4  
Danny laid back, looked down and the plain
    C                      Gsus4
The king on his bench with magnificent mane
  C                       Gsus4
I asked his permission to give him a note
   C                        Gsus4
He nodded, not movin', just scratched at his throat
     Dsus4                  C              Gsus4
It's dangerous to patronize those who live rough
Dsus4              C         Gsus4
Danny was a giant, solid and tough
   Dsus4                       C            Gsus4
He allowed me to gift him and scribble this song
        Dsus4               C             Gsus4
Without bein' draconian, he lived just as long

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