| Song | Gone |
| Artist | Slaid Cleaves |
| Album | Still Fighting The War |
| [00:12.35] | I was going on twelve, she was just nine |
| [00:15.36] | Passing round her little valentines |
| [00:18.84] | With the devil dancin’ there in her eyes |
| [00:21.93] | Teasin’ someday she would be my bride |
| [00:26.31] | I said, “You’re just a little girl, now go on” |
| [00:31.96] | And as soon as I turned around, there she was . . . gone |
| [00:37.94] | There she was, gone. I started thinkin’ bout her night and day |
| [00:44.84] | I started singing a young love song. There she was, gone |
| [00:51.06] | Out of school now, and she’s my girl |
| [00:56.97] | But a restless soul needs to see the world |
| [01:00.32] | I search for a promise in those dancing eyes |
| [01:03.45] | Would she settle down by my side |
| [01:08.10] | She whispers in my ear, “Babe, you can’t hold on.” |
| [01:13.76] | So I opened up my arms, and there she was . . . gone. |
| [01:19.52] | There she was, gone. I thought about her night and day |
| [01:26.27] | I was singing a lonesome song. There she was, gone |
| [01:36.06] | Now we’re Mom and Dad, with a girl of our own |
| [01:38.68] | Growing like a weed in this happy home |
| [01:41.84] | She’s got that devil in her mama’s blue eyes |
| [01:44.89] | But no one realizes how time flies |
| [01:49.34] | Until the house is still, no more little girl’s songs |
| [01:55.08] | One day we turned around, and there she was . . . gone |
| [02:01.10] | I’m an old man now, she’s still my girl |
| [02:16.99] | Spends her days in a long gone world |
| [02:20.42] | There’s a darker devil hiding in her eyes |
| [02:23.43] | Telling her, she’s someone else’s wife |
| [02:27.89] | She looks at me and says, “Mister, what’s wrong?” |
| [02:33.83] | And right before my eyes, there she is . . . gone |
| [02:39.78] | There she was, gone. I was searching for her every day |
| [02:46.51] | I was singing a worried man song. There she was, gone |
| [02:52.03] | There she was, gone. I’ll be thinking ’bout her all my days |
| [02:58.62] | I’ll be singing a lonesome song. There she was, gone |
| [03:05.03] |
| [00:12.35] | I was going on twelve, she was just nine |
| [00:15.36] | Passing round her little valentines |
| [00:18.84] | With the devil dancin' there in her eyes |
| [00:21.93] | Teasin' someday she would be my bride |
| [00:26.31] | I said, " You' re just a little girl, now go on" |
| [00:31.96] | And as soon as I turned around, there she was . . . gone |
| [00:37.94] | There she was, gone. I started thinkin' bout her night and day |
| [00:44.84] | I started singing a young love song. There she was, gone |
| [00:51.06] | Out of school now, and she' s my girl |
| [00:56.97] | But a restless soul needs to see the world |
| [01:00.32] | I search for a promise in those dancing eyes |
| [01:03.45] | Would she settle down by my side |
| [01:08.10] | She whispers in my ear, " Babe, you can' t hold on." |
| [01:13.76] | So I opened up my arms, and there she was . . . gone. |
| [01:19.52] | There she was, gone. I thought about her night and day |
| [01:26.27] | I was singing a lonesome song. There she was, gone |
| [01:36.06] | Now we' re Mom and Dad, with a girl of our own |
| [01:38.68] | Growing like a weed in this happy home |
| [01:41.84] | She' s got that devil in her mama' s blue eyes |
| [01:44.89] | But no one realizes how time flies |
| [01:49.34] | Until the house is still, no more little girl' s songs |
| [01:55.08] | One day we turned around, and there she was . . . gone |
| [02:01.10] | I' m an old man now, she' s still my girl |
| [02:16.99] | Spends her days in a long gone world |
| [02:20.42] | There' s a darker devil hiding in her eyes |
| [02:23.43] | Telling her, she' s someone else' s wife |
| [02:27.89] | She looks at me and says, " Mister, what' s wrong?" |
| [02:33.83] | And right before my eyes, there she is . . . gone |
| [02:39.78] | There she was, gone. I was searching for her every day |
| [02:46.51] | I was singing a worried man song. There she was, gone |
| [02:52.03] | There she was, gone. I' ll be thinking ' bout her all my days |
| [02:58.62] | I' ll be singing a lonesome song. There she was, gone |
| [03:05.03] |