I knew a girl now, she was, long and tall Slept in the kitchen with her feet out in the hall And she never did too much talkin', always thought that was my fault Lookin' back tht must have been just somethin' crazy I was taught... Well I ain't spoken to her here in, quite some time And the years just pass on by like that scenery outside But'll, I can't buy back them, things I left behind I knew a man know, he taught me a few songs In the porchlight he would sing and then he would nod off And'll I still sing them songs now, that I was taught And it creeps just like some criminal now back into my thoughts... He use to write me letters know, when he was feelin' clean Till he slipped into a darkness, never to be retrieved Well know, I can't buy back them, things I left behind No now I can't buy back them, things I left behind I always have been quick at leaving kind I never was the sort now to be left behind I could, pack up everything that I, thought was mine And be gone before the ink upon that letter had dried Say my pockets full of holes, I've seen my pockets full of gold I've got some beautiful possesions, livin' on pawn shop windows But'll, I can't buy back them, things I left behind No now I can't buy back them, things I left behind