David Allan Coe - Gone

She's ^Gtaken to ^Cwalking, alone in the ^Gevenin? He's taken to ^Dsleepin?, all ^Cnight in his ^Gchair Together they^C both, had a reason for ^Glivin? Back when the ^Dfeelin?, of^C loving was^G there Then she took to ^Cdreamin?, when he wasn't ^Glookin? And he took to ^Dlookin?, for ^Cmoments ^Galone Together they ^Cdrifted, apart from each ^Gother Together they ^Dboth knew, the ^Cfeelin? was ^Ggone.

Gone Like the ^Csparrow, south for the ^Gwinter Gone Like the ^Driver, ^Cout to the^G sea Gone Like the ^Cleaves from, the trees when it?s ^Gsnowing Gone Like the ^Dlove that, they ^Conce gave so ^Gfree.

Till he took to ^Cstarring, at his lonesome ^Gshadow And she took to ^Dhummin?, the ^Cwords to some ^Gsong They both felt it ^Cslippin?, that feeling of ^Ggiving Leaving the ^Dfeeling, of ^Cbeing a^Glone Each of them ^Creach, out for the ^Gother Together they ^Dgo though, the ^Cmotions a^Glone Tryin? to pre^Ctend that, nothing else ^Gmatters Making ^Dbelieve that, their ^Clove isn't ^Ggone.

Gone Like the ^Csparrow, south for the ^Gwinter Gone Like the ^Driver, ^Cout to the^G sea Gone Like the ^Cleaves from, the trees when it?s ^Gsnowing Gone Like the ^Dlove that, they ^Conce gave so ^Gfree.

Gone Like the ^Dlove that, they ^Conce gave so ^Gfree.