| Song | Lonely and Gone |
| Artist | Montgomery Gentry |
| Album | Something To Be Proud Of: Best Of 1999-2005 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Crowe, Gibson, McCorvey | |
| Pulled in the driveway, picked up the paper | |
| Found my key, and unlocked the door | |
| I walked in, felt like a stranger | |
| Like I'd never been there before | |
| As I wandered room to room | |
| It was silent as a tomb | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come | |
| Even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be | |
| A happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| If she talked about leaving, I wasn't listening | |
| If she showed me a sign, well I never saw | |
| Did she stop believing, did I stop giving | |
| Can't put my finger on what went wrong | |
| Now the quietest noise I'm told, is the sound of letting go | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come, even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound, so loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| Whoa...Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone |
| zuo qu : Crowe, Gibson, McCorvey | |
| Pulled in the driveway, picked up the paper | |
| Found my key, and unlocked the door | |
| I walked in, felt like a stranger | |
| Like I' d never been there before | |
| As I wandered room to room | |
| It was silent as a tomb | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come | |
| Even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be | |
| A happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| If she talked about leaving, I wasn' t listening | |
| If she showed me a sign, well I never saw | |
| Did she stop believing, did I stop giving | |
| Can' t put my finger on what went wrong | |
| Now the quietest noise I' m told, is the sound of letting go | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come, even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound, so loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| Whoa... Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone |
| zuò qǔ : Crowe, Gibson, McCorvey | |
| Pulled in the driveway, picked up the paper | |
| Found my key, and unlocked the door | |
| I walked in, felt like a stranger | |
| Like I' d never been there before | |
| As I wandered room to room | |
| It was silent as a tomb | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come | |
| Even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be | |
| A happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| If she talked about leaving, I wasn' t listening | |
| If she showed me a sign, well I never saw | |
| Did she stop believing, did I stop giving | |
| Can' t put my finger on what went wrong | |
| Now the quietest noise I' m told, is the sound of letting go | |
| Could have heard a teardrop | |
| Could have heard a heartbreak | |
| Never saw the flood come, even though I felt the rain | |
| Never heard a house sound, so loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone | |
| Whoa... Never heard a house sound | |
| So loud with memories | |
| Where there used to be a happy home | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| In the house on the corner | |
| Of Lonely and Gone |