Go for the Gold Slaid Cleaves
Capo 2 (Recorded In F#)
[E]There’s only one rule, that you must h[A]eed
It conquers fe[E]ar, hatred and g[B7]reed
It trumps all ot[E]hers, Your soul to f[A]eed
There’s only one r[E]ule, Y[B7]ou’ll ever n[E]eed
[E]You could be Hindu, You may be be S[A]ikh
It makes no di[E]fference, What tongue you s[B7]peak
You could pray to A[E]llah, Or be an ath[A]eist
You’ll be ri[E]ghteous, [B7]If you remember t[E]his
[E]It ain’t the si[A]lver, It ain’t the br[E]onze
It’s the foundation, That all rests u[B7]pon
No precious me[E]tal, Will save your s[A]oul
But if you seek g[B7]lory, Go for the g[E]old
Inst: (E-A-E-B7-E) 2X
[E]Some so-called Christians, From time to t[A]ime
Forget this r[E]ule, And become b[B7]lind
They use their ch[E]urch, To try and sepa[A]rate
When it’s common gr[E]ound, T[B7]hat makes us g[E]reat
[E]It ain’t the silver, It’s much more d[A]ear
When Jesus sp[E]oke, Did you not h[B7]ear?
Unto ot[E]hers, You must [A]do
As you’d have t[E]hem, [B7]Do unto y[E]ou
Fo[A]rget those silly little laws, thou shalt n[E]ot on days of the week
[F#]How to dress and who stoned who, w[B7]hat you can and cannot eat
When you go h[E]ome now, Remember p[A]lease
To count your ble[E]ssings, Down on your k[B7]nees
And make a pr[E]omise, To do the best you c[A]an
To be a fr[B7]iend, To your fellow m[E]an
[E]It ain’t the si[A]lver, It ain’t the br[E]onze
It’s the foundation, That all rests u[B7]pon
No precious me[E]tal, Will save your s[A]oul
But if you seek g[B7]lory, Go for the g[E]old
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