Going Going Gone - Brook Benton

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 life and dollars for this one I wanna keep it from that strangest

ends

Mister auctioneer you don’t know how you’re breaking my heart

Oh I know those old things mean all my hopes and dreams

Are going going gone are going going gone