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  1. Good And Gone

Lyrics

GOOD AND GONE (SKIBBE)
© 2020, Coyote Tongue Music

I was born behind the eight ball
Her daddy owned the bank in town
My nursery was a pool hall
The whole world was her playground
Bad boy met his match
The first time that we kissed
Now there's no turning back
There's just this hunger I can not resist
Boy met daughter, boy met father
Oil met blood and water
They say fruit don't fall too far from the tree

Now everything I own is riding in the back
Both hands on the wheel, both feet on the gas
Man I'm gone, gone, gone
Good and gone

Her daddy never saw a penny
Didn't make him want a dime
He thought that he could end me
Make a fortune at the same time
She set me up for his triple cross
Lit my fuse and wrote me off
An eight-ball combination off a crooked rail

Now everything I own is riding in the back
Both hands on the wheel, both feet on the gas
Man I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Good and gone

Roadcrew dynamite and kerosene
Prettiest fire you ever seen
Ashes where the treasure used to be

I still see her smile
And I still want more
I swear I didn't know she was inside
When I blew the bank vault door

Now everything I own is riding in the back
Both hands on the wheel, both feet on the gas
Man I'm gone, gone, gone
I'll drive 'til the highway meets the sky
There's not enough miles to leave her behind
They figured wrong, wrong, wrong
Now I'm gone, gone, gone
More than I can spend is riding in the back
Both hands on the wheel, both feet on the gas
Man I'm gone, gone, gone
IT went wrong, wrong, wrong
But now I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Good and gone