When she’s not there i sit quietly alone in my chair,
A drink in my hand, roaming around my home.
Turn the t.v. on, nothin’ much to watch,
Open the refrigerator door, stare a little more.
Dishes in the sink, wash em’ while i think,
Go n’ take a shower, soap and a little water.
When she’s not there, i think i can hear her everywhere,
Talkin’ on the phone, singin’ a country song.
Whistlin’ for the birds, sayin’ a bunch of words,
When she’s not there, I work in the yard,
I sometimes look around, she’s nowhere to be found.
I put the laundry in, the sun is slowly goin’ down,
She usually makes me a drink, my woman’s nowhere around.
It’s gettin’ kind of late, no dinner on the stove,
I don’t appreciate when she is not at home.
When it’s time for bed, when she’s not there,
I sleep all alone, where did that woman go.