I heard the door slam, and I couldn't tell
Was it just the wind, or was she mad again?
Oh, hell, she's getting in her car
I hollered, baby, is there something wrong?
Thought I heard her say something sounded like I'm gone
But these days, gone can mean so many things
Well, there's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish it'd been just a little more clear
Well, there's gone for the day, and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your doggone life
Was 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 yet
Ain't called home, turned off the phone
Oh, man, this might not be good
I would've stopped her when she went to leave
But I didn't cause I didn't really think what I'm thinking now
I'm still not sure
I'm not sure what gone is all about
Cause there's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish it'd been just a little more clear
Well, there's gone for the day, and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your doggone life
Was 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's
Cooling down, she'll come around
Or the kind that says you had your chance
And she ain't coming back
Well, there's gone for good, and there's good and gone
And there's gone with the long before it
I wish it'd been just a little more clear
Well, there's gone for the day, and gone for the night
And gone for the rest of your doggone life
Was 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?