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If this was a joke
I'd be laughing by now
Cuttin' up with the boys
And braggin' 'bout how
I talked my way out of the trouble I was in
Again
She kept sayin, 'You're gonna miss me'
But I never did take her seriously
I guess her gift of prophecy was real
Amen
Baby's gone
Baby ain't to blame
That'd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone
I admit I'm the type
Needs a wakeup call
Sometimes you gotta hit me with a cannonball
I guess baby goin' AWOL did the trick
Pretty quick
Now the trick is gettin' that girl back home
Gonna get in the car, get on the phone
If I have to call everyone she's ever known
Tell 'em this
Baby's gone
Baby ain't to blame
That'd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone
If you wanted my attention you've got it now
Baby anything, anywhere, anyhow
Baby's gone
Baby ain't to blame
That'd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone
That's the name of the song
Baby's gone.
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