She's Gone © 2025 Mitchell Scott — All rights reserved. Lyrics I can't tell you about tomorrow I don't remember yesterday It's the blue skies and sunshine That's gettin' in my way I tried to be a good man Lord knows that's a fact But now she's gone And nothin’s gonna bring her back She gave up lakes and pontoon parties For cars that are small and sporty Gave up fields and sunshine For expensive dresses that look fine I loved her in every way But at the end of the day, she went away Thought it shoulda counted for somethin’ But it don't count for nothin’ I work hard herdin’ cattle Bustin' broncs and buckin’ hay It didn't seem to matter That I came home to her each day She said we’d stay together Said we were two birds of a feather Through the good and the bad times And every kind of weather We used to dance in the kitchen light Laughin' loud deep into the night Now the house feels cold and bare With her perfume still hangin' in the air She gave up lakes and pontoon parties For cars that are small and sporty Gave up fields and sunshine For expensive dresses that look fine I loved her in every way But at the end of the day, she went away Thought it shoulda counted for somethin’ But it don't count for nothin’ She swapped her boots for city shoes Traded campfire songs for uptown blues She found a world she thought was gold But she forgot the hand she used to hold Just the other day, Mary Lou came to say She was smilin' an glad to see you’d gone away Said she knew the games you played And hoped that maybe she could stay She told me all the stories, about all the wrong you’d done Much to her surprise, I didn’t come undone She looked into my eyes gave me a sexy smile said she was sad that you were gone and she should stay awhile You gave up lakes and pontoon parties For cars that are small and sporty Gave up fields and sunshine For a high-rise view that don’t look right - you can't see the stars at night, just more buildings and big bright lights I loved you in every way But at the end of the day, you walked away Thought it shoulda counted for somethin’ But it don't count for nothin’ Now she's gone And nothin’s gonna bring her back... by the way... I wish you all the luck and I sold your new pick up truck I'm glad you're gone and nothings gonna bring you back...for sure not me...
You don't know what you're missing until you give it up.
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