Fools Gold chords and lyrics - THIN LIZZY

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[Verse 1]
[Am]In t[Dm]he year [F]of the famine
[Dm]when[C] starvation
And black death raged
across the [Dm]land
There were many driv[F]en
by their hunger
To set sail [Am]for the Americas

[Verse 2]
[C]In search of a new life and[F] a new hop[G]e
[Am]Oh but there were some
that could[A]n't [Dm]cope
[F]And they spent [Am]their life in search of
Fools [Dm]gold

[Interlude 1]
[Dm][D][G][Bm]
[A][D][G][Bm]
[A][D][G][Bm][A][D][G]
[Bm][A]
[D]The old pro

[Verse 3]
[G]spector he makes
[Bm]it to the four lane hi[A]ghway
[D]His old com[G]padre,
[Bm]he lays dead in the sand[F#m][D]
With [G]outstretched [Bm]hands he cries,
“Are you [Em]going [D]my way?”
The people [G]passing by [Bm]didn't
[A]seem to [D]understand

[Verse 4]
Fools [G]gold[Em][D]
Fools gold
[G]Fools [Em]gold[D][G][Em][D]
Fools gold
[G][D][Bm]

[Verse 5]
[D]Broken Joe[G] just lying[Bm] in a gutter
[A]He'[D]s gone as low as[G]
[Bm]any man [F#m]can be[D]
He calls [G]for wine but [Bm]they'll
only serve [Em]him water
[D]The bartender [G]say,
“We don't [Bm]sell [A]sympathy”

[Verse 6]
[D]He tells [G]a strange story [Bm]about his [A]father
[D]How Sunday mor[G]nings they'd go
[Bm]down to the church on [F#m]the corner[D]
As time [G]grows [Bm]older his thoughts
[Em]they grow younger
[D]It is his[G] wish to [Bm]search no longer

[Verse 7]
[A]Foo[D]ls gol[G]d[Em][D]
Fools [G]gold
[Em]Fool[D]s gold[G][Em][D]

[Interlude 2]
Fools gold
[G][Em][D][G][Bm][A][D]
[G][Bm][A][D][G][Bm][A][D]
[G][Bm]
[A][D][G][Bm][A][D][G]
[Bm][A][D][G][Bm][A][D][G]
[Bm][A]
[D]Fools gold

[Verse 8]
[G][Em][D]
Fools [G]gold[Em]
[D]Fools [G]gold[Em][D]
Fools gold
[G][Em]

[Verse 9]
[D]The vulture sits o[G]n top of
[Bm]the big top [A]circus arena
[D]He's seen thi[G]s show before knows
[Bm]someone is going to [F#m]fall[D]
Just near the [G]part where the [Bm]beautiful
[Em]dancing [D]tightrope ballerina
[G]Forgets that the [Bm]safety net isn't [A]there at all
[D]Down

[Verse 10]
[G]he swoops [Bm]with
[A]claws drawn to take her
[D]Razor sha[G]rp so sav[Bm] agely
is she [F#m]mauled[D]
Oh [G]my God,
is [Bm]there no [Em]one who can save her?
[D]In steps the[G] fox to [Bm]thun
[A]derous applause
Fools [D]gold Fools

[Verse 11]
[G]
[Em]gold[D]
Fools [G]gold[Em]
[D]Foo[G]ls gol[Em]d[D][G][Bm]