The Ashes Of Rock 'n Roll (fool's Gold)

	  		
C                  G                      C 
I found a picture of you in black and white 
F               C             G 
Looking like Bob Dylan's disciple 
C                   G                  C 
The only thing left is a spark in your eye 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 

C                  G                 C 
You used to shine like the 4th of July 
F             C             G 
Looking like a midnight revival 
C                  G              C  
To see you now is to watch a man die 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 


Am                F            Am 
You shining like fool's gold 
               F 
Shining like fool's gold 
C                  G                    C  
You're out digging for what's left of our souls 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 



C                  G                C 
I remember when your love was full force 
F               C             G 
You held her hand like it was a bible 
C                   
And just like last night 
  G                     C 
I found out about your divorce 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 

C                  G                C 
You used to run like a river in a flood 
F               C          G 
Out chopping down on your idols 
C                            G           C 
Now there's a cynic, dripping in your blood 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 



Am                F            Am 
You shining like fool's gold 
               F 
Shining like fool's gold 
C                  G                    C  
You're out digging for what's left of our souls 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 



Am              F       C G Am 
I watched them come and go 
                F            C G Am 
I watched them taking their toll 
      F       C G        Am 
Maybe rock n' roll never dies 
                 F    Am              
But it sure gets old 
                  F    
Yeah it sure gets old 

C                  G                C 
You swore to me that we'd always be close 
F               C          G        C 
Singing Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah 
                  G                     C 
Now you casting lots for my old man's clothes 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll 

  Am                F            Am 
/You shining like fool's gold 
               F 
Shining like fool's gold 
C                  G                    C  
You're out digging for what's left of our souls 
F              G            C 
In the ashes of rock and roll/