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I heard the door slam, and I couldn't tell
Was it just the wind, or was she mad again? (aww hell)
She's gettin' in her car. I hollar "Baby, is there something wrong?"
Thought I heard her say something sounding like "I'm gone".
But these days gone can mean so many things.
There's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish she'd been just a little more clear.
Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your dod' gone life.
Is it a whiskey night, or just a couple beers?
I mean what kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout here?
Well, it's gettin' dark out, she ain't back yet
Ain't called home, turned off the phone. (aww man)
Ha, this might not be good. I woulda' stopped her when she went to leave
But it didn't call 'cause I didn't really think what I'm thinkin' now.
I'm still not sure what gone is all about.
There's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish she'd been just a little more clear.
Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your dod' gone life.
Is it a whiskey night, or just a couple beers?
I mean what kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout here?
Is it the kinda' gone where she's at her moms?
Coolin' down, she'll come around
Or the kind that says you had your chance
And she ain't comin' back.
There's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish she'd been just a little more clear.
Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your dod' gone life.
Is it a whiskey night, or just a couple beers?
I mean what kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout here?
What kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout,
What kinda' gone are we talkin' 'bout here?
What kinda' gone.
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