You Don’t Miss Me, Do Ya?
(Tim Gales/Logan Runger)
Your at the door and heading out
I said nothing ’bout it
You said you’d be back real soon
You know I didn’t doubt it
Another week has come and gone
Girl, what happen to ya
I got a feeling something’s wrong
You don’t miss me, do ya?
Suddenly the US mail
Knows where to send your letters
Friends who say they see you round
Say boy you best forget her
Looks like everybody else
Has ways of gettin to ya
That where I fell short myself
You don’t miss me, do ya?
You don’t have to listen
To things I have to say
Your off celebrating
You finally got away
I can nearly hear you yell
Glory hallelujah!
Now every other fool round town can tell
You don’t miss me, do ya?
I heard a knocking at our door
Sent a shiver through me
A deputy was standing there
Handing something to me
That was just enough to show
Girl, I never knew ya
What a way to let me know
You don’t miss me, do ya?
You don’t have to listen
To things I have to say
Your off celebrating
You finally got away
I can nearly hear you yell
Glory hallelujah!
Now every other fool round town can tell
You don’t miss me, do ya?
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