Chords and Lyrics Kyle Craft - Gold Calf Moan
Artist : Kyle Craft
Song : Gold Calf Moan
Verse 1 :
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Well boy you've got it wrong, golden calf or not, I bet you're still talking about me ugly
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I never wanted her to give me all she's got and I never wanted her to love me
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But just like you I was drawn to her eyes, just like you she went and left me
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Ah, just like you I can't forget the night, watching that pretty thing undressing, ah
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And you said she could run around with anyone but me
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I couldn't play by your rules boy and neither could she
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So I laid her down in a gossamer gown on the same bed that you did
Chorus :
F A
And the shadows played on the wall And she told me her closet talk
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It's funny you'd think I care at all what you see in me
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You're crazy calling that girl a whore, cried like a baby behind her door,
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Your temper tantrums settle your scores, shit-talk everything that breathes
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And call me whatever you need
Verse 2 :
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Well boy you've got it wrong, golden calf or not, I bet you're too dumb to know the difference
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You're talking like a saint, said throw it in the fire even though you're the one who built him
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Gathered the jewelry, melted it down, made for yourself to go idolize
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But that wasn't me, I already jumped town, catching up to your runaway bride
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And you said she could mop the floor with any modern man
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I wish I played by your rules boy 'cause now I know she can
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She took my heart in the parking lot from the moment we first kissed
Chorus :
F A
Now I'm stuck in some foreign land between my girl and a waste of time
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Aside from loving all through the night, I'm not so different than you
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High as a kite on the church pew there, so infantile in your wild despairs
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I get it boy, you're the perfect pair That kind of love it takes two
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So call me whatever you do
Interlude : Bb Bbm F G (x2)
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Outro :
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But when the party's over honey and your key to the kingdom don't fit the new lock
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And everybody's shoving camels through the eye of a needle and you're punching the clock
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Yeah when your new squeeze talks both your ears off, baby, you've got that open-road feeling
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You send your regards when your hea-rt is ripe for the stealing
End : C Bb A G
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