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Whatcha'
Think About That?
She took my dawg, won't give him back
and the keys to my ol' Cadillac.
Walked out that door, now won't come back.
Tell me, whatcha' think about that?
She's tired of drink, and fuss and fight,
and my comin' home… late at night.
Says I know that that's not right,
but I'll never see the light.
Well, tonight I'm here alone
in this house that's not a home.
All the tender love I've known
does not live here now, she's gone.
(Repeat First Verse)
Walked out that door, now won't come back.
Tell me, whatcha' think about that?
Copyright, 2002, Phone: (478) 953-7492
Eugene Gatwood, Office: (478) 988-6891
214 Trellis Walk
Centerville, GA 31028
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GONE AWAY
Here I am now, so alone.
Packed your bags and now you've gone.
Now you've gone, what shall I do,
but sit right down and cry for you.
CHORUS
Gone away, left yesterday
without a word to saaaaaay that you've gone away.
Happy was I when you came along;
smiled at me, my heart sang a song.
Now the love I show fails to turn you on.
That thought chills me down to the marrow of my bones.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Why'd ya' leave me here alone?
Packed your bags and now you've gone.
Now you've gone, what shall I do
but sit right down and cry for you.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Since you've gone it's hard to sleep.
My mind keeps right on haunting me.
Tells me 'bout good times we had.
Never mentions the times you were bad.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
without a word to saaaaaay that you've gone away.
without a word to saaaay hey... that you've gone away.
Copyright, 2002, Home: (478) 953-7492
Gene & Stacy Gatwood
214 Trellis Walk Office: (478) 988-6891
Centerville, Georgia 31028 |