Gone Away-

Where has my baby gone
It’s been far too long
That my Micheal’s has gone away
He’s left one day, oh, he went far away

Far away, far away
Gone away

Mother’s baby boy;
Has gone away yea, oh
Where has he gone
Been looking for him for so long

Far way, far away
Gone away
Mother’s baby boy
Where has he gone

Gone today, yea, yeah
Yesterday ooh, ooh yea
Castaway far away gone away run ran away he’s gone astray

Mother’s baby boy;
Has gone away yea, oh
Where has he gone
Been looking for him for so long

Far way, far away
Gone away
Mother’s baby boy
Where has he gone

Love has been denied
I stood by the riverside

I had payed the price
I suffered long and sacrifice
Oh my heart had lived twice
Pump, pump, pump beats my heart

He’s gone away
He was my baby grown up
He left one day
He went far away


Mother’s baby boy;
Has gone away yea, oh
Where has he gone
Been looking for him for so long

Far way, far away
Gone away
Mother’s baby boy
Where has he gone

Gone today, yea, yeah
Yesterday ooh, ooh yea
Castaway far away gone away run ran away he’s gone astray
Gone away





5/13/70
Written words  & Arranged  music by James Edward Lee  1970, 2019 ©
From the NORTH HIGH SCHOOL short story play Mother's Baby Boy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 11:10 PM
All parents can relate to this, remembering the terror of letting the child leave the next. "He’s gone away He was my baby grown up He left one day He went far away"
Theraven Avatar
November 3, 2019 at 6:31 PM
James, Your heart is in the right place. Gone away..,but never forgotten. They should give out Purple Hearts for all the walking wounded in this world. -Richard
Lee Sr. Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:00 PM
So true, I concur... this verse was written for my high school creative writing class some 35/40 years ago. A lyrical/song from a short story play I wrote called " Mother's Baby Boy" a story about a teenage girl new born inside her body telling his story as narrator while still unborn (boarder line si-fi) James
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