Turnpike Troubadours - Gone gone gone

^GYou had your ^Chands on the ^Gwheel ^GStood on the ^Amstreet 'neath the^C telephone ^Glines ^GWell you took every^Cthing you could ^Gsteal You ^Gcame and you ^Amwent like a ^Cthief in the ^Gnight

And I ^Dran for the hills but ^Gyou couldn't kill me But ^Ddamn you cut close to the ^Cbon^C/Be ^{C C}You can ^G call me a^D fool you can^Em call me ^Calone Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone And this ^Gheavy old ^Dheart is as ^Emsteady as sto^Cne Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone

^GWell the sun'^Cs gonna rise ^Gin the east ^GAnd I'm bound^Am to stumble on a ^CSaturday ni^Gght ^GWell passion is pai^Cnful but it's fr^Gee Love^G is a mean ha^Amteful busine^Css sometimes ^G

And I ^Dran for the hills but ^Gyou couldn't kill me But ^Ddamn you cut close to the ^Cbon^C/Be ^{C C}You can ^G call me a^D fool you can^Em call me ^Calone Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone And this ^Gheavy old ^Dheart is as ^Emsteady as sto^Cne Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone

^GI'd throw the^C horses some ^Gfeed ^GWarm my hands^Am up to a hickory ^Cfire ^{G G}Well I'm hangin' on^C to the heat ^G Love^G is a cold in^Amstitution so^Cmetimes ^G

And I'm ^Emall full of guilt and in n^B7ight full of black For ^Csellin' my soul for a ^Dpat on the back

^CYou can ^G call me a^D fool you can^Em call me ^Calone Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone And this ^Gheavy old ^Dheart is as ^Emsteady as sto^Cne Call me ^Ggone, ^Dgone, ^Cgone Call me ^Ggone g^Done go^Cne Call me,^G call ^Dme gon^Ce gone gone