C/G: 332010F: 133211G: 32000xEm: 02200x Intro bitE|--------------------------1--| B|---------------0----0h1---1--| G|---------------2----2-----2--| D|---0h2----3------------------| A|3----------------------------| E|-----------------------------|then it goes straight into it- listen to how he plays the C/G chord in the song (3rd fret on A string then 3rd fret on the E string)C/G F C/G Fool's gold on Main St. from stop signs to dangling telephonesC/G F G Children delivering newspapers, all the grotesque and the hum-drumF C/G Em F I used not to worry but now it's all I doF C/G Em F I used to be in a hurry but now I'm dragging both my bootsF G F* Wondering how to get from Main to Meadoooooooooooooow *With that F chord it goes something like (it can be played in a couple variations different from this one):F C/G F C/G(back to the verse) E|---------------------------------------| B|---0-0h1p0------------------0-0h1p0----| G|2--2-2-----0-------------2--2-2-----0--| D|3----------2----0--0h2p0-3----------2--| A|3------------------------3----------3--| E|---------------------------------------|Listen to the song to get this bit rightC/G F C/G From fisherman to fish to butcher, the struggle is never endingC/G F G F You can put your life down on paper but it's not the same as swimmingC/G Em F I dropped a hint and you were kind enough to retrieve itF C/G Em F You asked me where the trouble was and you were sweet enough to believe itG F* But it was such a sad lie I had to whisperC/G F C/G What happened to Blake and Eric, Douglas, Phil and Amanda?C/G F G F What happened to Jennifer the Great, who loved me before anyone?C/G Em F They're flying into the ground or walking high around my cityC/G Em F While my head is just some town you wouldn't want to visitG F* It's crowded and the people all look ghostlyC/G F C/G Fool's gold on Main St., shuffling through orphan trashC/G F G The birds search for the sun at their feet in every crumb of shattered glassF C/G Em F I slipped on holy blinders as if I could turn my body inC/G Em F If I'm guilty when I despair, will hope make me innocent againG F* Or will it only get me through this winter?C/G F C/G There are neon invitations where shameless billboards babbleF G You belong to nothing at all now since your pockets have unraveledF C/G Em F Your soul is just a drop of the dream we collected with pans in the streamC/G Em F The streets of heaven are lined with it and the streets of heaven are cleanG F* But everything you'll ever touch is dirty
Fools Gold On Main Street
Simon Joyner
- C/G
- Em
- F
- G
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Tom: