Going, Going, Gone (Acoustic)

Some things in life are meant to fly And others, they were born to run You can't tie them up and leave 'em Like the changin' of the seasons Good things, they come and then they go Like a runaway Southbound train Like an Arizona desert rain Like lightnin' in the sky Like fireworks in July Like a left field home run ball Like a whiskey shot at last call It's like she was made for movin' on That girl is goin', goin', gone I can say it wasn't meant to be Maybe meant to be's misunderstood I can't hold on to lettin' go Or change the way the river flows Lovin' her's like ropin' in the wind Like a runaway Southbound train Like an Arizona desert rain Like lightnin' in the sky Like fireworks in July Like a left field home run ball Like a whiskey shot at last call It's like she was made for movin' on That girl is goin', goin', gone She ain't got one bit of stick around No sense in tryin' to slow her down Like a runaway Southbound train Like an Arizona desert rain Like lightnin' in the sky Like fireworks in July Like a left field home run ball Like a whiskey shot at last call It's like she was made for movin' on That girl is goin', goin', gone Goin', goin', gone Goin', goin', gone