Dx 200030
Gx 300203
A 002220
Saw your picture on a poster, in a cafe out in Pheonix;
Guess you're still the sweetheart of the rodeo.
As for me and little Casey, we still make the circuit
In a one-horse trailer and a mobile home.
And she still asks about you all the time;
And I guess we never even cross your mind.
(Strum rest of song until outro, ad lib sus2 and sus4
CHORUS
But, oh, sometimes I think about you,
And the way you used to ride out
In your rhinestones and your sequins,
With the sunlight on your hair;
And, oh, the crowd will always love you,
But as for me I've come to know
Everything that glitters is not gold.
Well, old Red, he's getting older,
And last Saturday he stumbled
But you know I just can't bear to let him go.
Little Casey, she's still growing,
And she's started asking questions
And there's certain things a man just doesn't know.
Her birthday came and you never even called;
I guess we never cross your mind at all.
But then sometimes I think about you,
And the way you used to ride out
In your rhinestones and your sequins,
With the sunlight on your hair;
And, oh, the crowd will always love you,
But as for me I've come to know
Everything that glitters is not gold.
Everybody said you'd make it big someday,
And I guess that we were only in your way.
But someday, I'm sure, you're gonna know the cost;
Cause for everything you win, there's something lost.
But, oh, sometimes I think about you,
And the way you used to ride out
In your rhinestones and your sequins,
With the sunlight on your hair;
And, oh, the crowd will always love you,
But as for me I've come to know
Everything that glitters is not gold, ooooooooh
Everything that glitters
is not gold
repeat and fade