Bright Eyes – Going For The Gold (Guitar)

Chords used:
     G6  Dadd9/F#  G/F   Emadd9   D7    C     D     G     Bm    Em    F#   Asus2
e|---0------0-------3------2------2-----0-----2-----3-----2-----0-----2------0---|
B|---5------3-------0------0------1-----1-----3-----0-----3-----0-----2------0---|
G|---4------x-------0------0------2-----0-----2-----0-----4-----0-----3------2---|
D|---5------4-------3------2------0-----2-----0-----0-----4-----2-----4------2---|
A|---x------x-------x------x------x-----3-----x-----2-----2-----2-----4------0---|
E|---x------x-------x------x------x-----x-----x-----3-----x-----0-----x------x---|

e|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-----------------------|
D|--5---4---3---2---0----|
A|-----------------------|
E|-----------------------|

          G6             Dadd9/F#
There's a voice on the phone

         G/F
Telling what had happened

                Emadd9
Some kind of confusion

               D7
More like a disaster

       G6           Dadd9/F#
And it wondered how you

          G/F
Were left unaffected

               Emadd9
But you had no knowledge

                  D7
No, the chemicals covered you

          G6      Dadd9/F#
And so a jury was formed

        G/F
As more liquor was poured

              Emadd9
No need for conviction

               D7
They're not thirsting for justice

       G6          Dadd9/F#
But slept with the lies

        G/F
I keep inside my head

                  Emadd9
I found out I was guilty

                  D7
I found out I was guilty

      G6       Dadd9/F#
But I won't be around

        G/F
For the sentencing

           Emadd9
Because I'm leaving

               D7
Oh, on the next airplane

             C            D           G             Bm
And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify

          C           D          G
They seem adequate to fill up my time

               C         D           Bm          Em
And if I could talk to myself like I was someone else

     C             D          G     Bm Em
Then maybe I could take your advice

              C                  D              G
And I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time

          G6          Dadd9/F#
There's a film on the wall

        G/F
Makes the people look small

               Emadd9
Who are sitting beside it

               D7
All consumed in the drama

          G6              Dadd9/F#
They must return to their lives

         G/F
Once the hero has died

                      Emadd9
They will drive to the office

               D7
Stopping somewhere for coffee

          G6            Dadd9/F#
Where the folk singers, poets,

    G/F
and playwrights convene

                Emadd9
Dispensing their wisdom

                D7
Oh, dear amateur orator

          G6           Dadd9/F#
They will detail their pain

        G/F
In some standard refrain

                      Emadd9
They will recite their sadness

                       D7
Like it's some kind of contest

            F#
Well, if it is

             Bm
I think I am winning it

                 G
All beaming with confidence

     Asus2
As I make my final lap

               F#
The gold medal gleams

           Bm
So hang it around my neck

             G
Because I am deserving it

                Asus2
The champion of idiots

      C               D                G               Bm
But a kid carries his walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha

         C                       D         G
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin

              C             D             Bm        Em
Because each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her

             C            D               G     Bm Em
And then the melody comes pouring out her eyes

       C                    D                       G
Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lie.