Turnpike Troubadours - Gone gone gone

^GYou had your h^Cands on the w^Gheel St^Good on the st^Amreet 'neath the t^Celephone l^Gines We^Gll you took everyt^Ching you could st^Geal Y^Gou came and you w^Ament like a th^Cief in the ni^Gght

And I r^Dan for the hills so y^Gou couldn't kill me But da^Dmn you cut close to the b^Cone You can c^Gall me a f^Dool you can c^Emall me al^Cone Call me go^Gne, go^Dne, go^Cne And this h^Geavy old he^Dart is as st^Emeady as st^Cone Call me go^Gne, go^Dne, go^Cne

Well the s^Gun's gonna ri^Cse in the e^Gast And I'm bou^Gnd to st^Amumble on a S^Caturday n^Gight Well pa^Gssion is pa^Cinful but it's f^Gree Lo^Gve is a m^Amean hateful bus^Ciness some^Gtimes

And I r^Dan for the hills so y^Gou couldn't kill me But da^Dmn you cut close to the b^Cone You can c^Gall me a f^Dool you can c^Emall me al^Cone Call me go^Gne, go^Dne, go^Cne

I^G'd throw the ho^Crses some f^Geed W^Garm my hands ^Amup to a h^Cickory fi^Gre Well I^G'm hangin' ^Con to the h^Geat L^Gove is a c^Amold instit^Cution somet^Gimes

And I'm ^Emall full of guilt and I'm ^Bmnot full of pride For se^Amllin' my soul for a p^Dat on the back

You can c^Gall me a f^Dool you can c^Emall me al^Cone Call me go^Gne, go^Dne, go^Cne And this h^Geavy old h^Deart is as st^Emeady as st^Cone Call me g^Gone, g^Done, g^Cone Call me g^Gone, g^Done, g^Amone ^C Call me g^Gone, g^Done, g^Cone