Gold In The Sun

A Bm G A Bm G D A Bm G you were runnin' around finger on the trigger A Bm G D god damn you were the gold in the sun A Bm G you were all over town keepin' your guard down A Bm G D chasin' every tail you could find A Bm G A Bm G D A Bm G they just wanna stay young young in the city A Bm G D every drink is their last one A Bm G you just wanna have fun it's what you got coming A Bm G D god knows you deserve it A D G F#m 2x A Bm G A Bm G D A Bm G now the streets are lit up with your voices plantin' the seeds of divorces A Bm G D wild horses couldn't drag you away A Bm G five years of feasts for fourty more of famine A Bm G D seems like a good trade A D G F#m 2x A D keep keep the drinks comin' G F#m I don't wanna feel nothin' A D G keep keep the drinks comin' yeah A D G keep keep the drinks comin' G F#m I don't wanna feel nothin' A D keep keep the drinks comin' G fucker keep the drinks comin' A D G 4x