(Aaron Tippin&Terry Brown)

I hollered “hey honey, I`m home” like I do every day at four

But the TV ain`t 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, I`ve decided that I`m going away

The dog`s at the vet the hearing is set

Do you see what I`m trying to say

Don`t forget to take out the trash, I`m sorry but I`m not coming back

Now you can`t sugar coat what she really wrote

Ain`t 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