| Song | Long Time Gone (Previously Unreleased Demo) |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | The David Crosby Box |
| Dixie Chicks - Long Time Gone | |
| written by Darrell Scott & Tim O’Brien | |
| Daddy sits on a' front porch swinging | |
| Looking out on a vacant field | |
| Used to be filled with burley tobacca | |
| Now he knows it never will | |
| My Brothers found work in Indiana | |
| My Sisters a nurse at the old folks home | |
| Mama still cooking too much for supper | |
| And me I've been a long time gone | |
| Been a long time gone | |
| No, I ain't hoed a row since I don't know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain't coming back again | |
| Deliah plays that old church piano | |
| Sitting out on her daddy's farm | |
| She always thought that we'd be together | |
| Lord I never meant to do her harm | |
| Said she could hear me singin' in the choir | |
| Me, I heard another song | |
| I caught wind and hit the road runnin' | |
| And Lord, I've been a long time gone | |
| Been a long time gone | |
| Lord, I ain't had a prayer since I don't know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain't comin' back again | |
| Now me, I went to Nashville, | |
| Tryin' to beat the big deal | |
| Playin' down on Broadway | |
| Gettin' there the hard way | |
| Living from a tip jar | |
| Sleeping in my car | |
| Hocking my guitar | |
| Yeah I'm gonna be a star | |
| Now, me and Deliah singing every Sunday | |
| Watching the children and the garden grow | |
| We listen to the radio to hear what's cookin’ | |
| But the music ain't got no soul | |
| Now they sound tired but they don't sound Haggard | |
| They've got money but they don't have Cash | |
| They got Junior but they don't have Hank | |
| I think, I think, I think | |
| The rest is a long time gone | |
| No, I ain't hit the roof since I don't know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain't coming back | |
| I said a long time gone | |
| No, I ain't honked the horn since I don't know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain't coming back again | |
| I said a long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Well it's been a long time | |
| Long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Oh, it's been a long time gone | |
| Long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Yeah yeah | |
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| Dixie Chicks Long Time Gone | |
| written by Darrell Scott Tim O' Brien | |
| Daddy sits on a' front porch swinging | |
| Looking out on a vacant field | |
| Used to be filled with burley tobacca | |
| Now he knows it never will | |
| My Brothers found work in Indiana | |
| My Sisters a nurse at the old folks home | |
| Mama still cooking too much for supper | |
| And me I' ve been a long time gone | |
| Been a long time gone | |
| No, I ain' t hoed a row since I don' t know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain' t coming back again | |
| Deliah plays that old church piano | |
| Sitting out on her daddy' s farm | |
| She always thought that we' d be together | |
| Lord I never meant to do her harm | |
| Said she could hear me singin' in the choir | |
| Me, I heard another song | |
| I caught wind and hit the road runnin' | |
| And Lord, I' ve been a long time gone | |
| Been a long time gone | |
| Lord, I ain' t had a prayer since I don' t know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain' t comin' back again | |
| Now me, I went to Nashville, | |
| Tryin' to beat the big deal | |
| Playin' down on Broadway | |
| Gettin' there the hard way | |
| Living from a tip jar | |
| Sleeping in my car | |
| Hocking my guitar | |
| Yeah I' m gonna be a star | |
| Now, me and Deliah singing every Sunday | |
| Watching the children and the garden grow | |
| We listen to the radio to hear what' s cookin' | |
| But the music ain' t got no soul | |
| Now they sound tired but they don' t sound Haggard | |
| They' ve got money but they don' t have Cash | |
| They got Junior but they don' t have Hank | |
| I think, I think, I think | |
| The rest is a long time gone | |
| No, I ain' t hit the roof since I don' t know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain' t coming back | |
| I said a long time gone | |
| No, I ain' t honked the horn since I don' t know when | |
| Long time gone | |
| And it ain' t coming back again | |
| I said a long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Well it' s been a long time | |
| Long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Oh, it' s been a long time gone | |
| Long time, long time, long time gone | |
| Yeah yeah | |
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