Up for vote for Kick It or Keep It this week is a recent song from country artist Luke Combs. If kept, the song will be added to The Spur’s playlist.
“Going, Going, Gone” was released on June 24, 2022 as part of Combs’ most recent album titled Growin’ Up. The Spur already has a number of songs from the album in the playlist, including “Doin’ This,” “The Kind of Love We Make” and “Tomorrow Me.”
Vote to either kick or keep the song by texting 307-203-4637. Voting ends at 12:00 noon on Monday, October 24.
Lyrics
Some things in life are meant to fly
And others, they were born to run
You can’t tie them up and leavin’
Like the changing of the seasons
Good things, they come and then they go
And others, they were born to run
You can’t tie them up and leavin’
Like the changing of the seasons
Good things, they come and then they go
Like a runaway Southbound train
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
I can say it wasn’t meant to be
But maybe meant to be is misunderstood
I can’t hold on to letting go
Change the way the river flows
Lovin’ her’s like roping in the wind
But maybe meant to be is misunderstood
I can’t hold on to letting go
Change the way the river flows
Lovin’ her’s like roping in the wind
Like a runaway Southbound train
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
She ain’t got one bit of stick around
There’s no sense in tryin’ to slow her down
There’s no sense in tryin’ to slow her down
Like a runaway Southbound train
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
Like an Arizona desert rain
Like lightning in the sky
Like fireworks in July
Like a left field homerun ball
Like a whiskey shot at last call
It’s like she was made for moving on
That girl is going, going, gone
Going, going, gone
Going, going, gone
Going, going, gone
Let us know what you think!
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