And I'd tear out the pages That I've got in these books Just to find you some words Just to get some reward And I'll show you all the photographs That I ever got took And I'll play you old 45s That now mean nothing to me
And you're a real gone kid And maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) I'll do what I should have did
Now I've stood on your shadow And I've watched it grow And it's shaken and it's driven me And let me know About all the old 45s And the paperback rooms And it's scattered all the photographs Of summers and suns
And you're a real gone kid And maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) I'll do what I should have did 'cause you're a real gone kid
I cried and I craved Hoped and I saved And I put away those souvenirs (souvenirs, souvenirs) Cried and I craved Hoped and I saved And I put away those souvenirs (souvenirs, souvenirs)
You're a real gone kid And maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) Maybe now baby (maybe now baby) I'll do what I should have did 'cause you're a real gone kid
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