Well the stairs sound so lonely without you
And I ain´t maid my bed in a week
Coffee stains on the paper I´m writing
And I´m too choked up inside to speak
And Yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
Never spoke a word heart to heart
And I´m glad that you´re gone
But I wish to the lord that you´d come home
And I´m glad that you´re gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I´m glad that you´re gone
But I wish to the lord that you´d come home
Well my guitar still plays your favorite song
though the strings have been outta tune for some time
Every time I strum a cord, I pray out to the lord
That you´ll quit your honkey-tonkin´ sing my song
And I´m glad that you´re gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I´m glad that you´re gone
But I wish to the lord that you´d come home
So I´ll throw another log onto the fire
And I´ll admit I´m a lousy liar
As the coals die down and flicker
I hear that guitar picker
Play the song we used to sing so long ago
I´m glad that you´re gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I´m glad that you´re gone
But I wish to the lord that you´d come home
And I´m glad, damn glad you´re gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I´m glad that you´re gone
But I wish to the lord that you´d come home