Gone at Last
Wheels spinning 'round, mama
Don't want to be the one who lets you down
Steam spilling out now
I ain't got the time to hang around
Heedless and blind
Leaving all the world behind
How soon is that train leaving?
Is that the one he's on, tell me fast
I don't know who you mean, ma'am
It seems you've picked the wrong place to ask
Lost him in the crowd
He could be anywhere by now
He was feeling fine
When he tore his hand from mine
Yes, take me back to Old Mill
I was much too young for leaving town
And the man you once were holding
I could never be left around
Where they mean the things they say
And weather doesn't change on a dime
And there is no guessing game between
What lies within their hearts and what's in mine
Heedless and blind
Leaving all the world behind
Rolling along, farther down the line
Holding tight to every sweet affection
I cast aside, and later couldn't find
Passing through the blinds
Roaring by, the leaves are turning
The song of our love plays on in my ears
A hundred miles away or more
I feel I don't belong anywhere
Don't say you haven't seen him
He's just a child, I don't know who else to ask
If someone doesn't find him
I'll have the whole department brought to task
But he's already gone, riding fast
Yes, he's already on, gone at last
Autor(es): The Americans