J.P. Cormier - Gone

^N.C.My ^Cfather fished these waters when ^EmI was ten years old ^CDoesn't seem like all that long a^Emgo Now the ^Cboat that built my memories lies ^Emrotting on the shore My ^Cfather's hands will haul her nets no ^Emmore

^CGone, ^Dall we knew is ^Emgone ^CJust another ^Dold forgotten ^Emsong ^CGone, when ^Dall is said and ^Emdone_^D_ ^{C G} (said and done) ^CWho'll remember, ^Dis there any^Emone? ^{C Em C}

^CMarcel played the violin in ^Emevery country hall Now the ^Cyears have stole the magic from his ^Emhands He ^Cloves to tell me stories of ^Emhow things used to be How ^Cprogress has changed more than just the ^Emland

^CGone, ^Dall he knew is ^Emgone ^CJust another ^Dold forgotten ^Emsong ^CGone, when ^Dall is said and ^Emdone_^D_ ^{C G} (said and done) ^CWho'll remember, ^Dis there any^Emone? ^{C Em C}

^N.C.I ^Cwatch the waves come rolling as the ^Emeagle takes the air And my ^Cspirit longs for all that was be^Emfore The ^Cocean gives her warning, the ^Emsigns are everywhere And the ^Cdreams of men lie shattered on the ^Emshore

^CGone, we'll not ^Dmiss it 'til it's ^Emgone ^CJust another ^Dold forgotten ^Emsong ^CGone, the ^Dfinal setting ^Emsun ^{D C G} (setting sun) ^CWho'll remember, ^Dis there any^Emone? ^CWho'll remember, ^Dis there any^Emone? And I ^Cpray to god I'm ^Dnot the only ^Emone ^{C Em C D Em}