by david allan coe
lonesome, crying heartaches
that's human emotions
i never knew, lord
till she went away
begging, pleading, forgiveness
that's human emotions
threes nothing as lonesome
as hearing her say
she don't mean to hurt me
she just wants her freedom
revenge ain't worth having
when it comes so slow
vie hurt her to much now
for her to get even
even if leaving
means no place to go
she packed up her suitcase
along with the babies
but she left her paintings
they hang on the wall
its her way of telling me
just what ill be missing
missing hers something
i hate most of all
