Abilene airport, six a.m. He had a teary little woman hangin' onto him Sayin', Promise me Billy You'll call me when you reach L.A. He said, I'm keepin' your number, honey right up here He was tappin' on his temple But the point was clear He had no intention of ever comin' back no way He was long gone Long, long gone Skippin' like a stone He packed up his heart and he was long gone Two packs of peanuts and a Canada Dry Had him thinkin' what a luxury it was to fly It was the best way out Of a love that wasn't meant to last All those fightin' words she used used to love to hear Like "whatever" and "whatever you want my dear" Are just memories now Something in the distant past He was long gone Long, long gone Skippin' like a stone He packed up his heart and he was long gone Nine months later on a TV show He saw a teary little woman that he used to know She said, Lord yes, Oprah, he left me back in Abilene She flashed his picture for the world to see And said, If anybody knows this lousy SOB Tell him, Junior's hungry There ain't nothin' in this world that's free He was long gone Long, long gone Skippin' like a stone He packed up his heart and he was long gone He was gone, long gone...