Not a Gold Rush

I'll call your bluff a thousand times

I know you better than you better realize

I can tell when you're in the dust

Life dealt you a hand not a gold rush

So take my spades, clubs and hearts their right in front of you

Take my trust and my hand and don't let go

I don't want a declaration or the pot

I want you to want me for what I've got

Ooooh I'm not an ace either

I'm not taking all the tricks home

I hurt sometimes a lot

Ooooh I'm not a diamond in the rough

I'm not taking all the tricks home

I hurt sometimes a lot

You'll call my bluff a thousand times

You know me better than you realize

You can tell when I'm in the dust

Life dealt me a hand not a gold rush

So take my spades, clubs, and hearts their right in front of you

Take my trust and my hand and don't let go

I don't want a declaration or the pot

I want you to want me

I want you to want me

I want you to want me

For what I've got