Fm Ab Eb Bb I called it Knew that you would break her heart Leave her standing on the pavement in the dark Everything you own packed in your car I think you’re runnin I think you’re runnin from something Or someone I think you’re runnin How far will you go With you, it’s always about The thrill, the pills, the high, the rush There was never a doubt You’d leave her once you’d taken enough With you, it’s always about Gold, gold rush Gold, gold rush With you, it’s always about Gold, gold rush Gold, gold rush    

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Gold Rush
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