Mike Heron Born To Be Gone
I remember the night when my dog died
I was sitting just smiling by his side
When my Daddy came in
He could see I was grinning
He thought I was a cruel and a cold
Six year old
Oh pack up your bone
It’s time to roll on
I know you wouldn’t want no sad song
Though I’ll be lonely as anything
There’s no good that tears could bring
I’ve known all along
That you were born to be gone
You sure had somewhere to go to
Sure had a reason to run
But we had some fun together
Oh under the sun
