The songbook / Loose songs
Gone
Penciled in as the opener for GROUNDWORK at one point. God Rest Your Soul got the spot in the end.
- Key
- G
- Play it
- E shapes, capo 3
- Tempo
- 80 BPM
- Words & music
- Wes Ellis
- E
- C♯
- A
- G♯
- F
- B
Tap any chord in the song to see its shape. The boxes are drawn right-handed; Lefty flips them, which is how I actually play. Use − and + to move the whole song into a key that suits your voice, or tap Capo 3 to see the real chords with no capo.
Transposed. The chord names and boxes have moved; any tab on this page is still written for the original key.
Dusk time, Rollin on by, with a red light running from the sun
Standing in a one-bedroom home, ain't no place to raise a son
And she says, "You're gonna have to get used to being alone, and I'm sorry for that"
"It just you and me, my little man, from right now, until the end"
Cause the plans I made, didn't play out like I laid my claim
One day my heart's gonna run dry, it's gonna run away
One day my house is gonna run dry, he's gonna move away
One day my days are gonna run dry, I'm gonna fade away
It's gonna be gone, gone..... gone.
Seven years fly on by, no time for pictures, it's already gone
Her little man, is now a man, and he ain't that little anymore
So when you base your life on another's, when it's over, what do you do?
She thinks, it's just gonna be me soon, me alone, from here until the end
Cause the plans I made, didn't lay out like I laid my claim
One day my house is gonna run dry, he's gonna run away
He's gonna be gone, gone.... gone.
Now it seems she's turning gray, as the time shows on her face
Standing in a one-bedroom home, ain't no place to grow old
And her boy worries for her, but he feels he needs to live the life that's his own
She says, "Don't worry for me my son, I've found a man, I can be with until the end."
But the plans I made, they didn't lay out like I laid my claim
One day my days are gonna run dry, I'm gonna fade away
I'm gonna be gone, gone.... gone.
Words and music © Wes Ellis. All rights reserved. Play it, sing it, learn it; just don't pass it off as yours.