Lucy Dacus – Fools Gold (Guitar)

Drop D (D-A-D-G-B-E)
Key
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Versions (2)

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Chords

Bb = 88xxxx Bb/A = 78xxxx Gm = 55xxxx F = 33xxxx Eb = 11xxxx Ebmaj7 = 110xxx F/E = 23xxxx [Verse 1]
Bb          Bb/A         Gm        F
I drank the dregs of the champagne alone

Bb          Gm      F             Eb
Warm, flat, coppery coins down my throat

    F              Gm F  Eb
I'm saving up for a rainy day

    F                    Bb/A  Bb
And I plan to spend it in one  place
[Verse 2]
Bb          Bb/A     Gm           F
I threw the party so I could stay put

Bb              Gm            F         Eb
You brought the bottle like a promise I forgot

  F                   Gm     F  Eb
A new year begins, it ushers us in

    F                 Bb/A   Bb
The knot in my gut is coming with
[Chorus]
Bb              Gm
He'll blame the alcohol

                     Eb
And you'll blame the full moon

                 Bb
She'll blame the fall of man

                   Bb/A
And I'll blame the part of you

               F/E
That can't let up on the reins

                      Ebmaj7
You've got life in a chokehold

             F
You say that it's all the same

                Bb/A  Bb
All glittering fool's gold
[Verse 3]
Bb           Bb/A       Gm     F
I can't tell how big my heart is

      Bb       Gm        F        Eb
Let's open the door, see how many fit

      F                        Gm  F  Eb
Like drunks in a bathtub, keep piling in

        F                         Bb/A  Bb
Now I'm locking the door 'til the morning
[Chorus]
Bb              Gm
He'll blame the alcohol

                     Eb
And you'll blame the full moon

                 Bb
She'll blame the fall of man

                   Bb/A
And I'll blame the evening news

               Gm
For giving us doomsday

                 Eb
And dropping the ball

             Bb
Building our fear

                 Bb/A
Like bricks in a wall

                Gm
He'll blame his mom and dad

                   Eb
And you'll say you understand

                 Bb
She'll blame the wrath of God

              Bb/A
And I come up empty-handed

              Gm
Every time he cries out

                 Eb
You'll blame the altitude

             Bb
She'll blame society

                Bb/A
And I blame the part of you

               F/E
That can't let up on the reins

                     Eb
You've got life in a chokehold

             F
You say that it's all the same

               Bb/A   Bb
All glittering fool's gold