Red and Gold chords and lyrics - FAIRPORT CONVENTION

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[Verse 1]
[D]Gold [Em]would [G]be[Asus4][D]
worthless if it [G]didn't require
Such [Em]heartbreak to seek,
[Asus4]to find i[D]t and mine i[A]t[D]
[A]Thing[D]s remain precious the
[G]more that they're rare
If [Em]gold could be found lying
[G]round [D]everywhere
[A]Could [D]be [A]the low[D]liest[Em] of met[G]als,
[A]too [D]soft for serious [A]use[D]
[A]It's [G]pretty, of course,
[Bm]and [G]warm to [D]the touch[A]
But no [Em]longer will you ring when
you've [D]handled so [A]much
[D]The [A]low[D]est of [Em]the door[G]s[A][D][G][D]
Will [Am]you come [D]with me
Through the [G]ice and the snow
She [Em]thought for a moment
Then [A]she said, [Asus4]let's go[A]
I [D]rode behind her
And [G]she'd hold her head
And [Em]all through that winter
I'd [A]lose her and find her
[D]Rations ran out
[F#m]Horses were dead
[D]She for[G]got what gold was
And I [E]had to remind her
The [D]loneli[Em]est of m[G]etals
[A]Too [D]soft for serious [A]use.[D][A]
[Bm]Pretty of [G]course, [D]warm to the [A]touch,
But no [Em]longer will you ring,
When you've [D]handled so [A]much,
The [D]lowli[Em]est of [G]letters.[A][D][G][D]
In a prospector's shack,
she lay [G]out of her mind
Describ[Em]ing how simple
gold [D]is [A]to find
Just [D]under the surface, in [G]zigzagging planes
It [Gm]lies there like [Asus4]branches
[D]amidst [E]all the lightning
You just [D]open a hole in
[G]the crust of the flame
You [Em]reach in, she said,
and it's [Asus4]there for the tak[A]ing
The [D]lowli[Em]est of [G]metals[A][D][G][D]
So blind and starving, I [G]sat by her side
As the [Em]fever raged in her,
and the storm [A]raged
outside
She said, [D]now we are rich, I [Bm]told her the
Well, [Bbaug]gold that[Bb] we'd foun[Asus4]d
would [A]not [E]crown a tooth
She said, [D]these things I
know without [G]being told
We [E]are rich in each other,
now [Bb]what [Gm]good is gold?
It's the [D]loneli[Em]est of [G]the
[A]blues[D][G][D]
Now sometimes [A]I d[D]ream that the w[G]orld is reversed
I [Em]dream that accountants are [D]rarer than [A]po ets
That [D]things will get better if they
[Em]can 't g[G]et any worse
But a [Em]rich man [G]has nothing
but [Gm]dirt in his purse
Gold is the [D]lowli[Em]est of [G]metals
[A]It's too[D] soft for serious use[A]
It's [Bm]pretty, [G]of course,
[Bm]warm[G] to th[D]e touch[A]
But no [Em]longer will your ring, if you've [Asus4]handled too m[A]uch,
the [D]lowli[Em]est of [G]metals.[A]
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