James Taylor - Golden moments

Now if ^A/Dall my golden ^Dmoments could be ^C/Frolled into one they would ^Dshine just like the ^A/Dsun on a ^C/Dsummer day ^DAnd ^Gafter ^Em7it was ^A7sus4over ^A#dim7 we could ^Bmhave it back aga^C/Din ^Dwith ^Gcredit ^Em7to the ^A7sus4editor ^A#dim7 for ^Bmstriking out the ^D/Erain^E, very ^D/Eclea^En And ^Gall it ^Em7really ^A7sus4needed ^A#dim7 was the ^Bmproper point of ^Csus2view C/F A/D C/F C/D No one's gonna bring me down. No one's gonna stop me now

Now I g^A/Dathered up my ^Dsorrows and I ^C/Fsold them all for gold and I ^Dgathered up the ^A/Dgold and I ^C/Dthrew it all away ^{D D}It ^Gall went ^Em7for a ^A7sus4good ti^A#dim7me and a ^Bmsong, come on ^{C/D D D}But l^Gaughter^Em7 was li^A7sus4ke musi^A#dim7c; it did ^Bmfloat my soul a^D/Elong^E for a ^D/Ewhil^Ee And ^Gall it ^Em7really ^A7sus4needed ^A#dim7was the proper p^Bmoint of view ^Csus2 C/F A/D C/F C/D No one's gonna reach me here. No one's gonna know I'm gone

You may t^A/Dhink I might be ^Dcrazy and I ^C/Fguess you might be right but I ^Dknow the way I ^A/Dfeel today is ^C/Dout of sight ^DI ^Gdo not ^Em7trust your ^A7sus4senses ^A#dim7 to ^Bmremember your na^C/Dme ^D With^Gout cor^Em7rective ^A7sus4lenses ^A#dim7 things are ^Bmnever twice the ^D/Esame^{E D/E E} And ^Gall it ^Em7really ^A7sus4needed ^A#dim7was the proper p^Bmoint of view ^{Csus2 C/F}No one's gonna bring me ^A/Ddown. ^C/FNo one's gonna stop me ^A/Dnow. ^C/FNo one's gonna reach me ^A/Dhere. ^C/FNo one's gonna know I'm^A/D gone. C/F A/D C/F A/D [repeat and fade]