Baby's Gone

Cal Smith

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My hand is trembling as the key unlocks the door
My legs are shaking as i walk across the floor
And my voice squeaking as i call out i’m home
Do my eyes deceive me are 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 baby shed
As she searched her mind to try to find just where our love went wrong
But it’s ended and it’s over and baby’s gone