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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