I heard the door slam, and I couldn't tellWas it just the wind, or was she mad again?Oh, hell, she's getting in her carI hollered, baby, is there something wrong?Thought I heard her say something sounded like I'm goneBut these days, gone can mean so many thingsWell, there's gone for good, and there's good and goneAnd there's gone with the long before itI wish it'd been just a little more clearWell, there's gone for the day, and gone for the nightAnd gone for the rest of your doggone lifeWas it whiskey night, or just a cup of beers?I mean, what kind of gone are we talking about here?Well, it's getting dark out, she ain't back yetAin't called home, turned off the phoneOh, man, this might not be goodI would've stopped her when she went to leaveBut I didn't cause I didn't really think what I'm thinking nowI'm still not sureI'm not sure what gone is all aboutCause there's gone for good, and there's good and goneAnd there's gone with the long before itI wish it'd been just a little more clearWell, there's gone for the day, and gone for the nightAnd gone for the rest of your doggone lifeWas it whiskey night, or just a cup of beers?I mean, what kind of gone are we talking about here?Is it the kind of gone where she's at her mom'sCooling down, she'll come aroundOr the kind that says you had your chanceAnd she ain't coming backWell, there's gone for good, and there's good and goneAnd there's gone with the long before itI wish it'd been just a little more clearWell, there's gone for the day, and gone for the nightAnd gone for the rest of your doggone lifeWas it whiskey night, or just a cup of beers?I mean, what kind of gone are we talking about?What kind of gone are we talking about?Yeah, what kind of gone are we talking about here?What kind of gone?Yeah, what kind of gone are we talking about here?