Composer : Carson Chamberlain/Wyatt McCubbin/Mark Nesler

You got me wondering what I'm doing here

You look right through me like I'm crystal clear

You ain't sayin' nothin' but I know that sound

And that's another good reason not to hang around

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing

Movin' on, wide open to the passin' lane

Full tank of whiskey, thinkin' that'll get me

To the other side of the pain

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing

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Well, I never know leavin' could be this fun

Turns out this boy's the lucky one

There's a pretty little thing with her hand on my knee

Sayin' I got something that ya gotta see

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing

Movin' on, wide open to the passin' lane

Full tank of whiskey, thinkin' that'll get me

To the other side of the pain

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing

Like a runaway train

Like a big jet plane

Like a cloud of smoke in a hurricane

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing

Movin' on, wide open to the passin' lane

Full tank of whiskey, thinkin' that'll get me

To the other side of the pain

Girl I'm gone, like it ain't no thing