“I got my ticket for the long way ‘round

Two bottle whiskey for the way

And I sure would like some sweet company

When I’m leaving tomorrow, wadda you say?

When I’m gone…

When I’m gone…

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone,

You’re gonna miss me by my hair

You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone…

I got my ticket for the long way ‘round

The one with the prettiest of views…

It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers

It’s got sights to give you shivers,

But it sure would be prettier with you

When I’m gone…

When I’m gone…

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my walk

You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone….”

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