Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gone For Good, artist - Ray Stevens. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Gone For Good |
| As she kissed me goodbye she kicked my birddog |
| Rolled a stick of dynamite under my pickup |
| Released the breaks on my dear old mother’s wheel chair |
| Pushed it down the hill into the path of a speeding semi-truck |
| Then she shot the propane tank with my deer rifle |
| Turned our love nest into one big pile o' wood |
| I hate to be a pessimist but I sense something in her kiss |
| And I’m afraid this time she might be gone for good |
| As she backed out of the drive she hit my Harley |
| Drug it underneath her car down to the street |
| Took a baseball bat to my «See Rock City» mailbox |
| Hollered something at me that I can’t repeat |
| Then she whistled for our neighbor and she come a' runnin' |
| And they drove off laughin' through our neighborhood |
| I know they say that love is blind but I think she’s givin' me a sign |
| And I believe this time she might be gone for good |
| Yes, I’m afraid this time she might be gone for good |
| No… Wait! |
| I was wrong… She’s coming back… |
| Hey baby… |
| Huh… What’s this?.. A new bowling ball? |
| With a sparkler in it?.. Hey wait… |
| Where ya goin'?.. |
| Well, well don’t run off again… Hey, Thelma!!! |
| You and Louise come back here, ya hear! |
| Wait a minute… |
| This ain’t no bowlin' ball… Why, it’s a (BLAM!) |
| This time, she might be gone for good… Timber! |
| (Plop!) |