VERSE 1:
D Am D
With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
Am D
From a killing in the market on the war
A G D G
The children left king Midas there, as they found him
D C D
In his counting house where nothing counts but more
CHORUS:
A G D
And he thought he heard the echos of a penny whistle band
A G D
And the laughter from a distant caravan
A G D G
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
D C Bm C D
Fading through the door into summer
VERSE 2:
D Am D
With his travelogues of maybe next year places
Am D
As a trade in for a name upon the door
A G D G
And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
D C D
when he finds out there's been no one keeping score
TO CHORUS
********Couldn't find this anywhere so i figured out the chords myself, sounds pretty accurate.
Thanks!******
