Benjamin Aurelius - Clara Lets The Goat Judge First (Copyright Free)

Official Audio for "Clara Lets The Goat Judge First" by Benjamin Aurelius out now I offer my music copyright free so creators can use awesome music without the headaches, and make their projects feel bigger, better, and more exciting. Website: http://www.benjaminaurelius.com Email: [email protected] Stream: SoundCloud:   / benjaminaurelius   Instagram -   / bennyscalzo   TikTok -   / bennyscalzo   X - https://x.com/bennyscalzo Lyrics: [Verse 1] Clara set three pies on the church hall table Peach, chess, and one she called surprise My brother Roy was taping up a cardboard label With a blue crayon comet and crooked little eyes The weather app promised a clean bright evening But the porch radio coughed and said rain by three I said Roy dented my tailgate last Monday He said I dented his pride when I laughed too mean [Pre-Chorus] Clara wiped flour on her old blue apron Said boys, hush up and hold this twine Sometimes Heaven sends a smaller lesson With a beard and a bad sense of time [Chorus] Clara lets the goat judge first If he spits it out, we learn If he eats the note, we write another If the sky goes gray, let the biscuits burn Roy said sorry by the folding chairs I said brother, I was worse Some grace comes walking sideways Clara lets the goat judge first [Verse 2] That goat named Pickle wore a feed-sack ribbon Chewed the corner off the sign-up sheet Miss Elaine kept laughing through her lemonade While thunder tapped time on the sycamore leaves A radio man talked rockets over static Somebody's launch had split the morning blue Roy's boy drew planets on a paper plate And Saturn looked skinny as a wedding ring used to [Pre-Chorus] I had my speech in my front shirt pocket All sharp edges, all my fault placed neat Pickle found it before I could read it Left wet paper curled around his teeth [Chorus] Clara lets the goat judge first If he spits it out, we learn If he eats the note, we write another If the sky goes gray, let the biscuits burn Roy said sorry by the folding chairs I said brother, I was worse Some grace comes walking sideways Clara lets the goat judge first [Bridge] Rain came soft on the gravel after supper Kids chased napkins from the open door Roy and me stacked tables in the hallway Two stubborn men keeping score no more [Final Chorus] Clara lets the goat judge first If he spits it out, we learn If he eats the note, we write another If the sky goes gray, let the biscuits burn Roy said sorry by the folding chairs I said brother, I was worse Some grace comes walking sideways Clara lets the goat judge first [Outro] Clara boxed one slice for the road home Said take it slow when the rain turns worse