Good and Gone Lyrics by Marcus King
Look out your window baby, here come your man
Looking suspicious with that gun in his hand
But I’m gone
Lord, I’m gone
But he got every right to come shoot me down
But I’m out the back door, and I won’t make no sound
But I’m gone
Like a memory in the wind
Don’t ya let him in
Till I’m good and gone
Hope you can live with yourself knowing your truth
I only came here ’cause you wanted me to
But I’m gone
Lord, I’m gone baby
But I’ll come back to see you soon as I can
‘Cause I’m your midnight riding back door man
And I’m gone
Like a memory in the wind
Don’t ya let him in
Till I’m good and gone
I’m gone
Like a memory in the wind
Don’t ya let him in
Till I’m good and
Till I’m good and
Till I’m good and gone
Gone, babe