Gone

Author

John Hiatt

Gone, Like my last paycheck, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the car I wrecked, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like a fifth of gin, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the shape I’m in, Gone, gone away
My baby’s gone away.

Gone, Like a Nixon file, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like my landlord smile, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the furniture, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the rest of her, Gone, gone away
My baby’s gone away

Gone like the silhouette
There by the bed where she undressed
Gone like the candlelight
Where we made love so sweet and bright
Gone like the one last turn she took before atlanta burned
Gone like everything I learned
Gone, gone away

Gone, Like my last paycheck, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the car I wrecked, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like a fifth of gin, Gone, gone away
Gone, Like the shape I’m in, Gone, gone away
My baby’s gone away