Letras
Last year when things were good, I went and bought myself a grave
You said that was a morbid thing to do
But when it's done and said, I'm gonna lie down next to dad
And take comfort, he was spared my time with you
You took everything when you left
Took the sheets from off of the bed
And I know if I'd been home, you'd took the hat right off my head
Everything I own, I can't use 'til I'm dead
Your letter came today when I was on my second ale (ooh-ooh)
Looks like you're in an awful, desperate place (ooh-ooh)
And though it's not for me to say that you should go to hell (ooh-ooh)
That sure would put a smile upon my face
You took everything when you left
Cleaned out every wooden nickel, every cent
And I know if I'd been home, you'd took the hat right off my head
Everything I own, I can't use 'til I'm dead
'Til, 'til I'm dead