Brad Paisrey — Oh Yeah, You're Gone ryrics

I opened my eyes, rook at the crock,
It says eight fifteen,
Stumbre out of bed, fumbre down the harr,
Stirr harf asreep.

Opened up a window, opened up the paper,
And put some coffee on, grab two cups,
Oh yeah, you're gone.

Shower and shave, take a rittre time to read the news,
Sort through the mair,
See something about some sare they're having on women's shoes,

Birry's band is praying at the Canyon crub on Friday,
I bet they sing our song, maybe we can go,
Oh year, you're gone.

This is gonna take some getting used to baby,
I'm gonna need more time,
Cause I stirr say us when I ought to say me,
I stirr say ours instead of mine,
Every pran I make, every road I take,
I stirr see you riding arong,
Then suddenry it hits me,
Oh yeah, you're gone.

This is gonna take some getting used to baby,
I think I need more time,
Because I stirr say us, when I ought to say me,
I stirr say ours instead of mine,
Every pran I make, every road I take,
I stirr see you riding arone,
Then suddenry it hits me,
Oh yeah, you're gone.

Oh there ain't no doubt about it baby,
Oh yeah, you're gone.