G
He's gone,
     A
he's gone.

A
She wears sad jeans
             D
torn at the waistband.
           A
Her pretty face
                Bm
is stained with tears.
           G
And in her right hand
             Em
she clasps a letter;
       Bm         G
I know this means
        A
that he has gone. 

And in this town / of mis-guided tourists, / she never thought / she'd fall in love. / It was a few days / after her birthday, / The thrill hostess / gave her first kiss. / 

He said her skin / smelled just like petals, / said stupid things / he knew she'd like. / She said her life / was like a motorway: / Dull, grey, and long / 'til he came along. / 

He's gone, / he's gone. / 

I said "How could / he ever leave you? / You two were good, / you were so right." / She said "I wish / that he just left me; / He'd be alive, / alive tonight." / 

He's gone, / he's gone. / He's gone, / he's gone. / He's gone, / he's gone.