Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begings

Silently closing her bedroom door

Leaving the note that she hoped would say more

She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchief

Quietly turing the backdoor key

Stepping outside she is free.

She (we gave her most of our lives)

Is leaving (sacraficed most of our lives)

Home (we gave her everything money could buy)

She's leaving home after living alone

For so many years. bye, bye

Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown

Picks up the letter that's lying there

Standing alone at the top of the stairs

She breaks down and cries to her husband

Daddy our baby's gone.

Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly

How could she do this to me.

She (we never though of ourselves)

Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)

Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)

She's leaving home after living alone

For so many years. bye, bye

Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away

Waiting to keep the appointment she made

Meeting a man from the motor trade.

She what did we do that was wrong

Is having we didn't know it was wrong

Fun fun is the one thing that money can't buy

Something inside that was always denied

For so many years. bye, bye

She's leaving home bye bye


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