(aaron tippin/terry brown)

I hollered hey honey, Im home like I do every day at four
But the tv aint 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, Ive decided that Im going away
The dogs at the vet the hearing is set
Do you see what Im trying to say
Dont forget to take out the trash, Im sorry but Im not coming back
Now you cant sugar coat what she really wrote
Aint 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, Ive decided that Im going away
The dogs at the vet the hearing is set
Do you see what Im trying to say
Dont forget to take out the trash, Im sorry but Im not coming back
Now you cant sugar coat what she really wrote
Aint that a hell of a note

Lordy, aint that a hell of a note