Have you ever seen the plains in the sinking sun?
Have you ever kissed her lips as she muttered it was wrong?
Have you listened to the trees as they softly sighed?
Or watched the feeling slowly fade like the moonlight from her eyes?
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone, gone,
Lord she's gone.
Has your woman said to you she wants another man?
And the one she claimed to love been one you thought was friend?
Have you lay alone at night ashamed of all you've done?
Or pondered love with all your sin from the barrel of a gun?
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone, gone,
Lord she's gone.
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone,
Well she's gone,
Lord she's gone.