Gold Into Straw

I'm writing the words to this song 
       Dm
with a poison pen
Bb                                
I'm turning the straw into gold 
       Dm
and then back again
         F       C     Gm
When you used to be my friend
           F            C      Gm
Before you turned your back on me
        F
 in the end
Bb                                
I'm building a box made of wood 
     Dm
from a tree that I grew
Bb                                
I'm sewing the lining in silk that
   Dm
 I spun just for you
      F   C      Gm
And I lay you to rest
      F       C       Gm         
I put flowers on your chest, on 
    A
your chest


[Chorus 1]
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
If it's always in fun


[Verse 2]
Bb                                
I'm digging a hole with my hands 
   Dm
six feet in the ground
Bb                              
I'm chiseling this epitaph on a 
Dm
stone that I found
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          F   C      Gm
Meet this friend indeed
        F   C     Gm         F
May he rest in peace and get on with
Bb                                
I'm learning to live with the 
     Dm
guilt of remembering
Bb                              
I'm willing to try to forgive and 
   Dm
forget this thing
          F   C      Gm
That's gone on too long
          F   C       Gm       A
You were right, I was wrong, so 
wrong


[Chorus 2]
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
If it's always in fun

G
Repeat verse chords during solo


[Bridge]
     F   C      Gm
But enough's enough
          F   C       G
Hold my breath while I pass
A
While I pass you by


[Otro]
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
You can undo what you've done
        G  Dm    F  A
And it's always in fun
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
If it happens again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
Then I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one