Read your note this mornin. bye-bye girl, thats all it said. Glad I found it first, Before the kids got out of bed. Baked a tray of muffins. Hung some wet-wash out to dry. By the time the kids got up, I could look them in the eye. Youve gone away, youve gone away. How will I get though the day? This god-forsaken day. Drank some bitter coffee. Read your note ten times or more. When Id washed the dishes twice, I got down and scrubbed the floor. Empty chair at supper. Everybodys actin strange. Food just gettin cold. Kids real quiet for a change. Youve gone away, youve gone away. How will I get through the day? This god-forsaken day. Rain was fallin hard As I walked slowly up the stairs. Pushed my tears back down As I stood listenin To their prayers. Theres your empty pillow. Your sides flat right to the wall. Nows the time for private cryin. Now it hurts me Most of all. Youve gone away. I turn off the light. How will I get through the night? This god-forsaken night. This long and lonesome, god-forsaken night.
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