Wednesday, April 2, 2008
these days gone can mean so many things
I heard the door slam and I couldn't tell was it just the wind or was she mad again ah hell she's gettin' in her carI hallard baby is there somethin' wrongthought I heard her say somethingsounded like I'm gonebut these days gone can mean so many thingsWell there's gone for good and there's good and goneThen there's gone with the long before itI wish she'd been just a little more clearTheres gone for the day and gone for the nightgone for the rest of your dog-gone lifeis it whiskey night or just a couple of beersI mean what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout hereWell its gettin' dark out she ain't back yetain't called hometurned off the phoneah man this mighta not be goodwould have stopped her when she went to leave but I didn't 'cause I didn't really think what I'm thinkin' nowStill not sure what gone is all aboutCause there's gone for good and there's good and goneand theres gone with the long before itI wish she'd been just a little more clearWell there's gone for the day and gone for the nightand gone for the rest of your dog-gone lifeis it whiskey night or just a couple of beersI mean what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout hereis it the kinda gone she's at her moms' coolin' down she'll come aroundor the kind that says you had your chance she ain't comin' backWell there's gone for good and there's good and goneand theres gone with the long before itI wish she'd been just a little more clearWell there's gone for the day and gone for the nightand gone for the rest of your dog-gone lifeis it whiskey night or just a couple of beersI mean what kinda gone are we talkin''bout what kinda gone are we talkin''boutwhat kinda gone are we talkin''bout herewhat kinda gone
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