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(INTRO)

F#m 
Gleaming, 
 
t
D 
winkling
A 
Eyes like s
E 
inking 
 
 
F#m 
ships on w
D 
aters
A 
So inviting, I
E 
almost jump in
 
 
 
(CHO)
 
F#m 
But I don’t like a gold rush, gold rush
 
I don’t like an
D 
ticipatin’ my face in a red flush
 
I don’t like that  
A 
anyone would die to feel your touch
 
Everybody w
E 
ants 
 
you
 
Everybody wonders what it would be like to  
F#m 
love 
 
you
 
Walk past, quick brush
 
 
I don’t like slow m
D 
otion, double vision in rose blush
 
I don’t like that f
A 
alling feels like
flying ’til the bone crush
 
Everybody w
E 
ants 
 
you
 
But I don’t like a gold rush
 
 
 
 
(VER)
 
G 
What must it be l
D 
ike to grow up that b
A 
eautiful?
 
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
 
G 
  I see me padding a
D 
cross your A
 
wooden floors
 
With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the door
 
 
 
(REF)
 
G 
  At dinner parties
 
I call you  
D 
out on your contrarian s
A 
hit
And the coastal town we wandered ’round
 
had nеver seen a love as p
G 
ure as it
 
And thеn it f
D 
ades into the gray of my d
E 
ay-old 
 
tea
 
‘Cause it could never be
 

 

 
 
 
(CHO)
 
 
‘Cause  
F#m 
I don’t like a gold rush, gold rush
 
I don’t like an
D 
ticipatin’ my face in a red flush
 
I don’t like that  
A 
anyone would die to feel your touch
 
Everybody  
E 
wants 
 
you
 
Everybody wonders what it would be like to  
F#m 
love 
 
you
 
Walk past, quick brush
 
 
I don’t like slow m
D 
otion, double vision in rose blush
 
I don’t like that f
A 
alling feels like flying ’til the bone crush
 
Everybody w
E 
ants 
 
you
 
But I don’t like a gold rush
 
 
 
 
(VER)
 
G 
What must it be l
D 
ike to grow up that b
A 
eautiful?
 
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
 
G 
  My mind turns y
D 
our life into f
A 
olklore
 
I can’t dare to dream about you anymore
 
 
 
(REF)
 
G 
  At dinner parties
 
I won’t call you o
D 
ut on your contrarian s
A 
hit
And the coastal town we never found
 
will never see a love as p
G 
ure as it
 
‘Cause it  
D 
fades into the gray of my  
E 
day-old 
 
tea
 
‘Cause it will never be
 
 
 
 
(OUTRO)
 
F#m 
Gleaming, 
 
t
D 
winkling
A 
Eyes like s
E 
inking 
 
 
F#m 
ships on w
D 
aters
A 
So inviting, I  
E 
almost jump in

 

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