Hands Of Gold chords

   Em
He rode through the streets of the city
  Am
Down from his hill on high
         Em
O'er the winds and the steps and the cobble
 Am                D
He rode to a woman's sigh
    Em
For she was his secret treasure
  Am
She was his shame and his bliss
      Em
And a chain and a keep are nothing
   Am                 D
Compared to a woman's kiss

    Em                Am
For hands of gold are always cold
      C                 D
But a woman's hands are warm
    Em                Am
For hands of gold are always cold
      D                 Em
But a woman's hands are warm