Good and Gone

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 that back door, and I won't make no sound

But I'm gone like a memory in the wind

Don't you let him in 'til 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 you let him in 'til I'm good and gone

I'm gone like a memory in the wind

Don't you let him in 'til I'm good and

'Til I'm good and

'Til I'm good and gone

Gone, babe