ROBBED OF A LIFE BY A DRUNKEN WIFE
(Pat Tedder / Glen Pine)


Glen Pine & The Tall Timber Boys



I'm the husband of a wife who roams the streets both day and night
In and out of every honkytonk in town

Then she'll call me in her drunk, blaming me for what she's done
As I lay awake in bed wondering if she's alive or dead
And the baby's crying out for mama, too

In my grave alone and cold. way out by some country road
I'd rather be than live like this, wouldn't you

A good husband I've tried to be, until it's got the best of me
Now I've turned to that old bottle, just like her

But I drink all alone in this place that I call home
Now I ask myself just what am I living for

So I'll wrap the baby up, leave her on somebody's step
And I'll find the deepest river that I can

For I've been robbed of life by a drunken wife
And now my life has turned to something I can't stand



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - March 2017)