Good and Gone

Look out your window baby, here come your man Looking suspicious with that gun in his hand But I'm gone Lord, I'm gone But he got every right to come shoot me down But I'm out that back door, and I won't make no sound But I'm gone like a memory in the wind Don't you let him in 'til I'm good and gone Hope you can live with yourself knowing your truth I only came here 'cause you wanted me to But I'm gone Lord, I'm gone, baby But I'll come back to see you soon as I can 'Cause I'm your midnight riding back door man And I'm gone like a memory in the wind Don't you let him in 'til I'm good and gone I'm gone like a memory in the wind Don't you let him in 'til I'm good and 'Til I'm good and 'Til I'm good and gone Gone, babe