Real Gone Kid

'Cause 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 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, let me know Let me know, 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've saved And I put away those souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs Cried and I craved Hoped and I've 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 'Cause you're a real gone kid 'Cause you're a real gone kid (Do what I shoulda done) 'Cause you're a real gone kid (Say what I shoulda said) You're a real gone kid You're a real gone kid