| I heard the door slam
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| And I couldn’t tell
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| Was it just the wind
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| Or was she mad again
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| Ah hell she’s gettin' in her car
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| I hallard baby is there somethin' wrong
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| Thought I heard her say something
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| Sounded like I’m gone
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| But these days gone can mean so many things
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| Well there’s gone for good and there’s good and gone
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| Then there’s gone with the long before it
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| I wish she’d been just a little more clear
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| Theres gone for the day and gone for the night
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| Gone for the rest of your dog-gone life
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| Is it whiskey night or just a couple of beers
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| I mean what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here
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| Well its gettin' dark out she ain’t back yet
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| Ain’t called home
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| Turned off the phone
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| Ah man this mighta not be good
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| Would have stopped her when she went to leave
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| But I didn’t 'cause I didn’t really think what I’m thinkin' now
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| Still not sure what gone is all about
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| Cause there’s gone for good
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| And there’s good and gone
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| And theres gone with the long before it
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| I wish she’d been just a little more clear
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| Well there’s gone for the day and gone for the night
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| And gone for the rest of your dog-gone life
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| Is it whiskey night or just a couple of beers
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| I mean what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here
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| Is it the kinda gone she’s at her moms' coolin' down she’ll come around
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| Or the kind that says you had your chance she ain’t comin' back
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| Well there’s gone for good
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| And there’s good and gone
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| And theres gone with the long before it
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| I wish she’d been just a little more clear
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| Well there’s gone for the day and gone for the night
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| And gone for the rest of your dog-gone life
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| Is it whiskey night or just a couple of beers
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| I mean what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout
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| What kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here
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| What kinda gone |