Real Gone Kid - Deacon Blue

Written by：Ricky Ross

Cuz 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 let me know let me know 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

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

You're a real gone kid

Cause you're a real gone kid

You're a real gone kid

Do what i should have done

You're a real gone kid

Say what you should say

You're a real gone kid