F
She couldn't stand me anymore
So she just took the kids and went
You see, I've got a drinkin' problem
All the money that we had I spent

C
Now I must die by my own hand
'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone
          B7
Hey, hey, she's better off without me
        C
And I'm better off dead now that she's gone

F
Ah, she gave the most, took the least
She even had the priest come to our home
And I cried and prayed and promised
That I'd leave the stuff alone

C
Now I must leave what I can't face
I hope she finds the kids a happy home
         B7
Hey, hey she's better off without me
        C
And I'm better off dead now that she's gone

F
She used to call her friend and cry
Then the man cut off the telephone
She'd sit and cry while I went out
And pawned the things we owned

C
Now I must die by my own hand
'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone
         B7
Hey, hey she's better off without me
       C
And Im better off dead