Deacon Blue And Ricky Ross - Real Gone Kid Lyrics
And Id tear out the pagesThat Ive got in these booksJust to find you some wordsJust to get some rewardAnd Ill show you all the photographsThat I ever got tookAnd Ill play you old 45sThat now mean nothing to meAnd youre a real gone kidAnd maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Ill do what I should have didNow Ive stood on your shadowAnd Ive watched it growAnd its shaken and its driven meAnd let me knowAbout all the old 45sAnd the paperback roomsAnd its scattered all the photographsOf summers and sunsAnd youre a real gone kidAnd maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Ill do what I should have didcause youre a real gone kidI cried and I cravedHoped and I savedAnd I put away those souvenirs (souvenirs, souvenirs)Cried and I cravedHoped and I savedAnd I put away those souvenirs (souvenirs, souvenirs)Youre a real gone kidAnd maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)Ill do what I should have didcause youre a real gone kid