Bayou Bartholomew - The Weeks

She said she’ll be leaving soon

Cold death in the afternoon

She’s gone, she’s for free

Go on out and light a cigarette

Getting older but you won’t forget

You can’t run, you can’t run from me

You been lovin' on a wanted man

Saw him out with gun in hand

He’s gone and we can finally be

I didn’t want

You can’t take back yesterday

He’s gone, she’s gone for me