When You’re Gone
Written by
Sascha Klave
                 


I’m going down, down in flame
You left me here, left me to my ways.
I heard a black cat moan for one thousand days
I got a mojo hole, there’s nothin but space


When you’re gone everything come undone
Until you get back home, baby I might not be so strong



Saw a bad moon rising, the night you went away
And there’s a black crow flyin, flyin my way.
It’s like a holy water, undying faith
Don’t do what they oughta, at night I pray


When you’re gone everythin keeps goin wrong
And when you get back home everybody get along.


I heard a black cat moan, I got a mojo hole
And there’s a black crow flyin, flyin so low
It’s like a red right hand, without the boatmans call
It’s like Muddy Waters, without the rock n roll.



When you’re gone everything come undone
Until you get back home, baby I might not be so strong
When you’re gone everything goin wrong wrong wrong
When you’re home everybody sing along