Gone Shootin'
Composer(s): Bon Scott;
Angus Young; Malcolm Young
Performer(s): AC/DC; Gene Hadley



Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Found a ticket of her own accord
Yeah I don't know
Packed ya heart in her travelling bag
And never said bye bye
Something missing in the neighbourhood
All the cryin' eyes
I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
To her favourite tune
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Wrap herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favourite nag
But she could never win
I took her number in another town
She took another pill
She was 'runnin' in' on overdrive
A victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?
Gone shootin'
She's gone, gone gone gone
(solo)

Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Ow ! Lookout !
(Gone Shootin')
Aaah! my baby's gotta gun
(Gone Shootin)
hey look out, look out, look out, look out!
(Gone shootin)
Ahh She's shootin everyone!
(Gone shootin)
Ah She's sure is loaded
She's gone, she's gone, she's gone, she's gone
Gone shootin

I used to love her so