Dirt And Gold

* = 1 strum

Intro

F | C | C | C | F

Verse 1

C
You have this funny way of making
F                          Am
The darkness in a situation take flight
   F
And feel right
C
You have this brilliant way of showing
F
Your kindness and you don't even know it's
Am          F
So bright, a gold mine

Pre-chorus

Am *       G *         F *
How do you do what you do?

Chorus

            C
You're on a crowded city pavement flood with rain,
          G
You see a sick dance floor and it's calling your name,
   Am F   C    F (--once)  C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
               C
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street,
          G
It's all about a part of how you gotta follow your dreams,
   Am F   C    F (--once) C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
Am *            G *
Looking down an unpaved road,
         F *                                 C
everyone else sees dirt, but you see gold,
C

Verse 2

C
It's Monday and we're stuck in traffic,
F
I complain, I say "I've nearly had it"
Am           F
You hear, and you smile,
C
My world spins you like the gravity,
F
Pulls me in, towards my sanity,
Am        F
You clear, my skies,

Pre-chorus

Am *       G *          F *
How do you do what you do?

Chorus

            C
You're on a crowded city pavement flood with rain,
          G
You see a sick dance floor and it's calling your name,
   Am F   C    F (--once)  C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
               C
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street,
          G
It's all about a part of how you gotta follow your dreams,
   Am F   C    F (--once) C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
Am *            G *
Looking down an unpaved road,
         F *                                C
everyone else sees dirt, but you see gold,

Bridge

C     F         Am         F
   Ohohohoho  ohohohoho ohohohoho oh
C     F         Am         F
   Ohohohoho  ohohohoho ohohohoho oh

Chorus

            C *
You're on a crowed city pavement flooded with rain,
          G
You see a sick dance floor and it's calling your name,
   Am * F * F
Ey-ey
            C
You're on a crowded city pavement flood with rain,
          G
You see a sick dance floor and it's calling your name,
   Am F   C    F (--once)  C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
               C
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street,
          G
It's all about a part of how you gotta follow your dreams,
   Am F   C    F (--once) C
Ey-ey! Oh yeah
Am *            G *
Looking down an unpaved road,
         F *
everyone else sees dirt,
Am *            G *
Looking down an unpaved road,
      F *
Where I see dirt, you see goOold