She Wouldn’t Be Gone
She Wouldn’t Be Gone appears on Startin’ Fires, Blake Shelton’s studio album released on November 18, 2008. It was released as a radio single on August 18, 2008.
It also appears on Loaded: The Best of Blake Shelton (2010) and Reloaded: 20 #1 Hits (2015). A live version was released on the iTunes Deluxe Edition of Red River Blue (2011).
written by Jennifer Adan, Cory Batten
Red roadside wild flower, if I'd only picked you
Took you home, set you on the counter
Oh, at least a time or two
Maybe she’d’ve thought it through
Yellow sunset slowly dipping down in the rear view
Oh, how she'd love to sit and watch you
I could have done that a whole lot more
If I hadn't been so stubborn, been so selfish
Thought about her more, thought about me less
Joked and made her laugh, held her when she cried
A little more of that, maybe I
Wouldn't be driving like hell
Flyin’ like crazy down the highway
Callin’ everyone we know
Stoppin’ any place she might be
Goin’ any place she might go
Beatin’ on the dash
Screamin’ out her name at the windshield
Tears soakin’ up my face
If I had loved her this much all along
Maybe, maybe, yeah, maybe
She wouldn't be gone
She wouldn't be gone
She warned me it was coming
Said if I didn't change, she was leaving
I just didn't believe she would ever really walk out
God, I believe her now
Called her mama, cried like a baby to her best friend
Now if they've seen her, they aren’t saying, they aren’t saying
Now I'm cursing like a fool, praying it ain’t too late
All I want to do is fix my mistakes
Find her beg her for one more try
Until then, damn it I’ll
Be drivin’ like hell
Flyin’ like crazy down the highway
Callin’ everyone we know
Stoppin’ any place she might be
Goin’ any place she might go
Beatin’ on the dash
Screamin’ out her name at the windshield
Tears soakin’ up my face
If I had loved her this much all along
Maybe, maybe, yeah, maybe
She wouldn't be gone
I wouldn't be beatin’ on the dash
Screamin’ out her name at the windshield
Tears soakin’ up my face
If I had loved her this much all along
Maybe, maybe, yeah, maybe
She wouldn't be gone
Red roadside wild flower, if I'd only picked you
Took you home, set you on the counter
Oh, at least a time or two
Maybe she’d've thought it through