Gone
“Window’s only open for so long, babe
I’m closing mine”
That’s what she said to me when she thought
We were running out of time
She said, “I’ll leave you in the cold
Then I’ll go inside and start my fire”
She said, “You don’t give a damn
Living your life without desire”
She said, “Just make another drink
And write another song
Then I want you gone, babe
Better move along”
Baby, you were right
When you said that I don’t give a damn
‘Cause you treat me like some boy
Oh, but darling I’m a man
And I don’t like the cold
but I don’t wanna get burned by your fire (no)
It ain’t you, babe
It’s the music that I desire (woah-oh)
Yeah I’ll make another drink
I’ll write another song
Then I want you gone, babe
Goodbye and so long
I know I’ll never get no record deal
I still like to sing and play
If I’m lucky - God permitting
Then you’ll wander in some smoky bar one day
I’ll be singing I’ll make another drink
I’ll play another song
Yeah I’ll pour another drink
I’ll be playing all night long
And I’ll make the people think
‘Bout the ways you done me wrong
Then I’ll be gone, babe
Goodbye and so long