The Golden Age

by Beck

Verse 1:

Put your hands on the wheel
Let the golden age begin
Let the window down
Feel the moonlight on your skin
Let the desert wind
Cool your aching head
Let the weight of the world
Drift away instead

Chorus:
These days I barely get by
I don’t even try

Verse 2:

It’s a treacherous road
With a desolated view
There’s distant lights
But here they’re far and few
And the sun don’t shine
Even when its day
You gotta drive all night
Just to feel like you’re ok

Chorus

End on E

The little melody at the beginning and end is:

e---16--------16----12----------12----------12---------

B--------12----------------14---------------------------

G---------------------------------------14---------13---

D--------------------------------------------------------

A--------------------------------------------------------

E--------------------------------------------------------

Or, if you’re playing an acoustic, it’s easier to play an octave lower:

e---4---------4-----0-----------0------------0---------

B--------0-----------------2----------------------------

G----------------------------------------2----------1---

D--------------------------------------------------------

A--------------------------------------------------------

E--------------------------------------------------------

And here's a fingerstyle interpretation of the riff that you can use as an intro if you’re playing solo.