Gold Rush

[Intro]

F#m        D
Gleaming, twinkling
A          E      F#m       D
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
A              E
So inviting, I almost jump in

[Estribillo]

F#m
I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
               D
I don't like anticipatin' my face in
 a red flush
                  A
I don't like that anyone would die 
to feel your touch
           E
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be 
        F#m
like to love you

Walk past, quick brush
                   D
I don't like slow motion, double 
vision in rose blush
                   A
I don't like that falling feels like
 flying 'til the bone crush
           E
Everybody wants you but I don't like
 a gold rush

[Primera Parte]

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G                D               
What must it be like to grow up 
     A
that beautiful?

With your hair falling into place 
like dominos
G           D               
  I see me padding across your 
   A
wooden floors

With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from 
the door
G                               D
  At dinner parties, I call you 
                       A
out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we wandered 
                                 G
'round had nеver seen a love as pure
 as it
             D                     
And thеn it fades into the gray of 
    E
my day-old tea ‘cause it could never
 be

[Estribillo]

      F#m
Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold
 rush
               D
I don't like anticipatin' my face in
 a red flush
                  A
I don't like that anyone would die 
to feel your touch
           E
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be 
        F#m
like to love you

Walk past, quick brush
                   D
I don't like slow motion, double 
vision in rose blush
                   A
I don't like that falling feels like
 flying 'til the bone crush
           E
Everybody wants you but I don't like
 a gold rush

[Segunda Parte]

G                D               
What must it be like to grow up 
     A
that beautiful?

With your hair falling into place 
like dominos
G                D          
  My mind turns your life into 
    A
folklore

I can't dare to dream about you 
anymore
G                                 
  At dinner parties I won't call 
    D                      A
you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we never found 
                          G
will never see a love as pure as it
          D                        
'Cause it fades into the gray of my
 E
 day-old tea ‘cause it will never be

F#m        D
Gleaming, twinkling
A          E      F#m       D
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
A              E
So inviting, I almost jump in