Gone Gone Gone Turnpike Troubadours
[G]You had your [C]hands on the [G]wheel
[G]Stood on the [Am]street 'neath the [C]telephone lines[G]
[G]Well you took every[C]thing you could [G]steal
You [G]came and you [Am]went like a [C]thief in the [G]night
Chorus:
And I [D]ran for the hills so [G]you couldn't kill me
But [D]damn you cut close to the [C]bone
You can [G]call me a [D]fool you can [Em]call me a[C]lone
Call me [G]gone, [D]gone, [C]gone
And this [G]heavy old [D]heart is as [Em]steady as sto[C]ne
Call me [G]gone, [D]gone, [C]gone
Well the sun's gonna rise in the east
And I'm bound to stumble on a Saturday night
Well passion is painful but it's free
Love is a mean hateful business sometimes
Chorus
I'd throw the horses some feed
Warm my hands up to a hickory fire
Well I'm hangin' on to the heat
Love is a cold institution sometimes
Bridge:
And I'm [Em]all full of guilt and I'm [B7]not full of pride
For [C]sellin' my soul for a [D]pat on the back
Chorus
Call me gone gone gone
Call me, call me gone gone gone
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