Fool's Gold
Raul Seixas
Cifras

[Intro] Sol  Sol7+  Fa  Fa7+  Re7/4  Re7  Sol 

Sol
Should now be feeling happy
Since I have a fine new job
An'wife an'family
I'm the model man who's made it
                              Lam
Every month a thousand bucks!
I should thank the Lord I have it
                                      Re7
And my success as an artist
Should be proud I've got a Chevy
                                   Sol
I'm the kind of guy that lucks!
So, I should now be glad as glad
With my brand new home in the best quarter
After starving for two years
                                              Lam
In this  of s of towns!
Should be proud of being socially
       Re7
Respected and even feared
But I think this kind of success
                          Sol                    Sol7
Is for circuses and for clowns!
                 Do
You know, I should be vain and proud
To have won my place in life
But I must wow I'm dazed
                          Sim
And I just don't know where I am at
       Do
Because it was so easy pickings
So I ask myself "and now"?
    La7
I have so many worlds to conquer
              Re7                                Sol    Fa  Re7
And I know I cannot be even satisfied with that
       Sol
I should be happy God has granted me
Sundays that I wanted
With my family to play the father
                       Lam
To play the husband?and display
But a monumental bore
Re7
You will find I am and more
Don't you feel I'm happy and easy
                          Sol
At the end of every day!
Stand against a looking glass
And see yourself?what an ass
God and devil took to mass
                                              Lam
On ten percent use of your brain
You are doctor of philosophy
                  Re7
Priest or cooper, what a topper
Don't you wish you could grow young
                           Sol    Sol7
And start it all again
  Do
You won't find me gladly sittin'                                           
On a throne made of my savings
In my heavily-mortgaged home
                              Sim
Waiting for my coming death
                            Do                                                                              
Yeah, for two wonders gravitating flying saucers
                                          La7
I'm awaiting, yes, I'm awaiting
At my neighbor's fence
                        Re7                         Sol
Hoping and looking across the heath! Yeah!                                    
           Do
I that, you won't you find me gladly sitting                                           
On a throne made of my savings
In my heavily-mortgaged home
                              Sim
Waiting for my coming death
                              Do                                                                              
Yeah, for two wonders gravitating flying saucers, saucers
                                          La7
I'm awaiting, yes, I'm awaiting
At my neighbor's fence
                        Re7                         Sol
Hoping and looking across the heath!