Bruce Springsteen - My beautiful reward

^GWell I sought ^Cgold and diamond ^Grings My own ^Emdrug to ease the ^Cpain that living ^Gbrings Walked from the ^Cmountain to the valley ^Gfloor ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward.

From a house on a ^{G C}hill a sacred light ^Gshines I walk through these ^Emrooms but none of them are ^Cmine Down empty ^Ghallways ^CI went from door to ^Gdoor ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward

Well your hair ^Cshone in the ^Gsun I was so ^Emhigh ^GI was the lucky ^Cone Then I came ^Gcrashing down like a ^Cdrunk on a barroom ^Gfloor ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward

Tonight I can ^Gfeel the ^Ccold wind at my ^Gback I'm flyin' high over ^Emgray fields my ^Gfeathers long and ^Cblack Down along the ^Griver's ^Csilent edge I ^Gsoar I: ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward ^DSearching for my ^Gbeautiful ^Creward