Intro:
Gbm        D
Gleaming, twinkling
A          E      Gbm       D
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
A              E
So inviting, I almost jump in
 
Chorus:
Gbm
I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
               D
I don't like anticipatin' my face in a red flush
                  A
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
           E
Everybody wants you
                                           Gbm
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
 
Walk past, quick brush
                   D
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
                   A
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
           E
Everybody wants you but I don't like a gold rush
 
Verse 1:
G                D                    A
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
 
With your hair falling into place like dominos
G           D                  A
  I see me padding across your wooden floors
 
With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the door
G                               D                       A
  At dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian xxxx
                                                                  G
And the coastal town we wandered 'round had nеver seen a love as pure as it
             D                         E
And thеn it fades into the gray of my day-old tea ‘cause it could never be
 
Chorus:
      Gbm
Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
               D
I don't like anticipatin' my face in a red flush
                  A
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
           E
Everybody wants you
                                           Gbm
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
 
Walk past, quick brush
                   D
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
                   A
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
           E
Everybody wants you but I don't like a gold rush
 
Verse 2:
G                D                    A
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
 
With your hair falling into place like dominos
G                D              A
  My mind turns your life into folklore
 
I can't dare to dream about you anymore
G                                     D                      A
  At dinner parties I won't call you out on your contrarian xxxx
                                                              G
And the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it
          D                         E
'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea ‘cause it will never be
 
Outro:
Gbm        D
Gleaming, twinkling
A          E      Gbm       D
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
A              E
So inviting, I almost jump in

 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.