was a husband
used to have a happy home I turned around and.
there they were they were gone
but I don't wonder yeah I know what went wrong
I think that woman should stick to raising dogs

'cause it was your way or the highway
GOD I love drivin' the road just carries me away
with the wind in my hair it's easy to feel like I don't care

Come home from workin'
All the furniture was changed and she would tell me
that I'd be likin' it that way it's all those little things
That make you feel you don't belong it's not like leavin'
when you're already gone