Woorden: Conway Twitty. Baby's Gone.

My hand is trembling as the key unlocks the door
My legs are shaky as I walk across the floor
My voice weakens as I call out, I'm home
Do my eyes deceive me or is my baby gone

Baby's gone she couldn't stand to tell me face to face
And things just ain't the way they used to be around this place
Her perfume lingers where she once laid her head
And I can almost taste the teardrops that she shed

As she searched her mind and tried to find
Just where our love went wrong
But it's ended and it's over baby's gone
Baby's gone, she couldn't stand