john prine - the frying pan lyrics
i come home from work this evening
there was a note in the frying pan
it said fix your own supper babe
i run off with the fuller brush man
and i miss the way she used to yell at me
the way she used to cuss and moan
and if i ever go out and get married again
i’ll never leave my wife at home
well, i sat down at the table
screamed and i hollered and cried
and i commenced a carryin’ on
till i almost lost my mind
’cause i miss the way she used to yell at me
the way she used to cuss and moan
and if i ever go out and get married again
i’ll never leave my wife at home
if i ever see another salesman
come a knockin’ at my door
i’m gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head
and knock him down on the floor
’cause i miss the way she used to yell at me
the way she used to cuss and moan
and if i ever go out and get married again
i’ll never leave my wife at home
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