cups (pitch perfect’是 “when i’mg one”) (pop version)

I got my ticket for the long way round
Two bottle a whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I leaving tomorrow, wha-do-ya say?
When Im gone
When Im gone
Youre gonna miss me when Im gone
Youre gonna miss me by my hair
Youre gonna miss me everywhere, oh
Youre gonna miss me when Im gone
Iv my ticket for the long way round
The one with the prettiest of views
Its got mountains, its got rivers, its got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettiest with you
When Im gone
When Im gone
Youre gonna miss me when Im gone
Youre gonna miss me by my walk
Youre gonna miss me by my telk, oh
Youre gonna miss me when Im gone