Gold Into Straw

                                          Dm
I'm writing the words to this song with a poison pen
Bb                                       Dm
I'm turning the straw into gold and then back again
         F       C     Gm
When you used to be my friend
           F            C      Gm        F
Before you turned your back on me in the end
Bb                                     Dm
I'm building a box made of wood from a tree that I grew
Bb                                   Dm
I'm sewing the lining in silk that I spun just for you
      F   C      Gm
And I lay you to rest
      F       C       Gm             A
I put flowers on your chest, on your chest

         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
If it's always in fun

Bb                                   Dm
I'm digging a hole with my hands six feet in the ground
Bb                              Dm
I'm chiseling this epitaph on a stone that I found
          F   C      Gm
Meet this friend indeed
        F   C     Gm         F
May he rest in peace and get on with
Bb                                     Dm
I'm learning to live with the guilt of remembering
Bb                                 Dm
I'm willing to try to forgive and forget this thing
          F   C      Gm
That's gone on too long
          F   C       Gm       A
You were right, I was wrong, so wrong

         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
If it's always in fun
G
Repeat verse chords during solo

     F   C      Gm
But enough's enough
          F   C       G
Hold my breath while I pass
A
While I pass you by

         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's happened again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
         Bb   C   Dm  Bb
You can undo what you've done
        G  Dm    F  A
And it's always in fun
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
If it happens again
       G  Dm    F  A
Pull a fast one on me
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
Then I've got to be dumb
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one
       Bb   C   Dm  Bb
And it's always in fun
        G  Dm    F  A
And in more ways than one

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