The Proclaimers - I'm Gone lyrics

I'm out of my mind On John Barleycorn He's such a physician His fingers are warm Of my inhibitions I have been shorn And I'm gone, gone, gone All of my fear And most of my pain Ran hand in hand to Catch the last train From Waverley station And while I remain I'm still gone, gone, gone Ah whisky head You're mine to take to bed Ah whisky head Young women and men Please listen to me They tell you that drinking Can't set you free Well here I am standing And I disagree ‘Cause I'm gone, gone, gone I'm out of my mind On John Barleycorn He's such a physician His fingers are warm Of my inhibitions I have been shorn And I'm gone, gone gone Gone...gone…gone Gone...gone…gone Aaaaaaahhhhh