Bright Eyes - Gold mine gutted

^AmIt was Don Delilo whiskey ^FAnd a blinki^Cng midnight clock ^CSpeakers on the T.V. stand ^FJust ^Ga turntable to watch ^AmOnly smoke came out our mouths On all ^Fthose hoo^Cded sweatshirt walks We we^Amre a st^Gro^Fke of luck We we^Amre a^G gold mine th^Fat gutted us

^CAnd from t^Amhe sidelines you see me run ^CUntil I'm out of bre^Fath ^CLiving the good life I left for ^Gdeath The so^Frrowful midwest ^{G G}But I did my b^Fest to keep my head

^AmIt was grass stain jeans and incompletes ^FAnd a girl f^Crom class to touch ^CBut you think about yourself too much ^FAnd y^Gou ruin who you love ^AmWell all these claims at consciousness ^FMy stray ^Cdog freedom Let's ^Amhave a^G nice c^Flean cut Like a bag^Am we buy ^Gand divy up ^F

^CAnd from t^Amhe sidelines I see you run ^CUntil you're out of ^Fbreath ^CAnd all those white lines that s^Gped us up We hur^Fried to our death^{G G}Well I lagged ^Fbehind so you got ahead.