Better Off Dead

Better off Dead - Bill Anderson

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

Now I must die by my own hand

'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone

Hey hey she's better off without me

And I'm better off dead now that she's gone

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

Now I must leave what I can't face

I hope she finds the kids a happy home

Hey hey she's better off without me

And I'm better off dead now that she's gone

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

Now I must die by my own hand

'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone

Hey hey she's better off without me

And I'm better off dead