Gone Tabulatur von Jack Johnson

# Intro (x2)
E  C#m E  C#m

# Verse 1
E       G#             C#m     A
Look at all those fancy clothes
E         G#            C#m       A
But these could keep us warm just like those
E   G#              C#m          A
And what about your soul? Is it cold?
      F#m                         B     
Is it straight from the mold, and ready to be sold?

# Verse 2
E            G#           C#m        A
And cars and phones and diamond rings
E         G#            C#m       A
Bling, bling, but those are only removable things
E   G#              C#m          A
And what about your mind? Does it shine?
F#m                                B                    E
Are there things that concern you, more than your time?

# Chorus 1
      B        C#m             A                  E
Gone, going, gone, everything, gone, don't give a damn
B                        C#m                   A
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing
E           B        C#m                A
Gone, people ... all awkward with their things, gone

# Interlude
E  C#m  E  C#m

# Verse 3
E       G#                 C#m     A
Look at you, out to make a deal
E       G#                   C#m                 A
You try to be appealing, but you lose your appeal
E   G#                 C#m               A
And what about those shoes you're in today?
      F#m                              B     
They'll do no good, on the bridges you burnt along the way

# Chorus 2
E          B               C#m        A               E
And you're willing to sell, anything? Gone, with your herd
           B                    C#m                 A
Leave your footprints and we'll shame them with our words
E           B         C#m             A         E
Gone, people ...  all careless and consumed, gone

# Chorus 1
      B        C#m             A                  E
Gone, going, gone, everything, gone, don't give a damn
B                        C#m                   A
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing
E           B        C#m                A
Gone, people ... all awkward with their things, gone

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