GONE AT LAST +E

Paul Simon

The night was blind, the roads were icy

The snow was falling, fist were high

I was dreary from my darling

Then I stopped to rest for a while


Upside down the was a truck stop

I was thinking about my past

I had a long streak of bad luck

And I pray it's gone at last


I ain't God, I keep your answer

I don't fall so easily

But that girl was soft and gentle

She just breathed my simpathy


Sweet little doll, now what's your problem

Tell me why you're so downcast

I had a long streak of that bad luck

But I pray it's gone at last


Once in a while when I'm no man

Is going skeptick, on your confess

Somebody will come and lift you higher

And your bird will easy share


Yes I do believe, Whenever I'd met you

I'd might still be sinking fast

I had a long streak of that bad luck

And I pray it's gone at last