Colour magazine Sunday afternoon Sitting in the shade of a tree I got whisky in my water sugar in my tea You don't have to worry about me I can play my guitar sing out of tune Be anyone that I want to be And when it gets dark I can howl at the moon You don't have to worry about me 'Cause she's gone and she ain't coming back She's gone and she ain't coming back She's gone and she ain't coming back Can't you see That you don't have to worry about me If you think I've gone crazy well things ain't what they seem I'm not looking for good company I've got a 10 year old bottle, got a girl of nineteen You don't have to worry about me 'Cause she's gone and she ain't coming back She's gone and she ain't coming back Yes she's gone and she ain't coming back Can't you see You don't have to worry about me