Gone Shootin

AC/DC 

 

  

 

   Gone Shootin'

 

 

  Lyrics：Young/Young/Scott

  Music：Young/Young/Scott

  

  Feel the pressure rise

  Hear the whistle blow

  Found a ticket of a roller chord

  That I don't know

  Packed your heart in a travelling bag

  And never said bye bye

  Something missing in the neighbourhood

  All the crying eyes

  I stirred my coffee with the same spoon

  Do a favourite tune

  

  Gone shootin'

  My baby's gone shootin'

  

  Wrap yourself around

  Like a second skin

  Backed a favourite nag

  But she could never win

   

  

  I took your number in another town

  She took another pill

  She was running in an overdrive

  Up until my overkill

  She never made it past the bedroom door

  What was she aiming for?

  

  Gone shootin'

  She's gone, gone gone gone

  

  Gone shootin'

  My baby's gone shootin'

  I'm gonna have to get a gun

  Look out, look out

  She could have anyone

  She sure is loaded

  

  I used to love her so