Gold Mine Gutted Chords by Bright Eyes

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[F] _ _ _ _ It's [Am] dawn, the willow [G] whisking, [F] and a blinking [C] midnight clock.
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Speakers on a [G] TV stand, [F] just a turntable to [Em] watch.
[Am] When smoke came out [G] our mouths on all [Dm] those hooded sweatshirt [F] walks.
[Am] We were a [G] stroke of [F] luck.
_ _ We [Am] were a goldmine, [F] they guarded us.
_ _ _ _ [C] And from the sidelines [Em] you see me [G] run. _
[F] Until I'm out [Dm] of breath.
[C] Lived in the good life, [Em] I left for [G] dead.
[F] The _ sorrowful [Dm] Midwest.
[Em] Well [G] I did my [F] best to keep my [C] head.
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_ [A] was grass stained jeans [G] and incompletes and [F] a girl from class to touch.
[Am] But you think about [G] yourself too much [F] and you ruin who [Em] you love.
[Am] Well all these claims that [G] consciousness [Dm] my stray dog [F] freedom.
[Am] Let's have a nice clean [F] cut. _ _
_ Like a [Am] bag we buy from Vivian. _
_ _ _ [C] From the sidelines I [Em] see you [G] run.
_ [F] Until you're out of [C] breath.
And all those white lines [Em] that span [G] a star.
_ [F] We hurry to [Dm] our [C] death.
Well I lagged [F] behind.
So you gotta [C] head on. _
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