(aaron tippin/terry brown)



I hollered "hey honey, i'm home" like i do every day at four

But the tv ain't on and the car is gone, she must be at the store

Then i spied this piece of paper it looked like a list of things to do

But when i got down to number six i realized we were through

The plumber couldn' make it today, i've decided that i'm going away

The dog's at the vet the hearing is set

Do you see what i'm trying to say

Don't forget to take out the trash, i'm sorry but i'm not coming back

Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote

Ain't that a hell of a note



I just stood there and scratched my head, my chin dropped to the floor

Not even a tear after all these years, i expected a little bit more

I was countin' on grabbin' a good, cold beer

Stretchin' out on the couch

But she went by the numbers and i got counted out



The plumber couldn' make it today, i've decided that i'm going away

The dog's at the vet the hearing is set

Do you see what i'm trying to say

Don't forget to take out the trash, i'm sorry but i'm not coming back

Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote

Ain't that a hell of a note



Lordy, ain't that a hell of a note




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