Going, going, gone 
Going, going, gone 

Mister auctioneer 
Those are my things 
You're selling today 

And just like the love 
They remind me of 
They're going, going, gone 

I still see her face 
When I gave her that ring 
You're selling now 

Like all she promised me 
For all eternity 
It's going, going, gone 

It hurts me so 
To see that old chair go 
How much it means to me 
No one understands 

I'd give my last 
Ten dollars for it now 
I wanna keep it from 
That stranger's hands 

Mister auctioneer 
You don't know how 
You're breaking my heart 

Cause like those old french screens 
Are all my hopes and dreams 
Going, going, gone 
Going, going, gone...