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