Where There's Gold - Dashboard Confessional Intro: F# B9 D#m7 G#

^F#Step on the stage The l^B9ights the praise

The ^D#m7curtain calls And the ^G#big parade

^F#You know that life a^B9ll too well ^D#m7 ^G#

^F#The promise the pain The ^B9valor the rage

^D#m7Hold up your hands For the ^G#bow and the wave

^F#You know his touch A ^B9little too well ^D#m7 ^G#

^D#m7You throw yourself C#/F Into their arms

^F#Mistresses have a^B9ll the fun D#m7 C#/F F# But no one's ever there to take you home

^F#Box up your gloves and your ^B9Down coats

^D#m7Bound for the sun and the ^G#West coast

^F#Where upper crust t^B9ragedies abound ^D#m7 ^G# ^F#A tip for the girl at the

^B9Coat check ^D#m7The guy at the door and the

^G#Bar back ^F#They know your face

^B9Oh so well ^D#m7 ^G#

D#m7 C#/F But movies never made you famous

^F#All your dreams got l^B9ost or traded D#m7 C#/F F# B9 And all you ever cared about got lost

D#m7 C#/F But you were surely still an actress

^F#Older men would find ^B9attractive D#m7 C#/F F# B9 And all you ever cared about got lost

F# B9

Where there's ^D#m7gold, there's a g^G#old digger ^F#You throw yourself

^B9Into their arms ^D#m7Mistresses have a^G#ll the fun

^F#But no one's ever t^B9here to take you h^D#m7ome ^G#

Dashboard Confessional - Where theres gold