Well the stairs sound so lonely without you
And I aint made my bed in a week
Coffee stains on the paper Im writing
And Im too choked up inside to speak
And yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
Never spoke a word heart to heart
And Im glad that youre gone
But I wish to the lord that youd come home
And Im glad that youre gone
Got the feeling so strong
And Im glad that youre gone
But I wish to the lord that youd 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 youll quit your honkey-tonkin sing my song
And Im glad that youre gone
Got the feeling so strong
And Im glad that youre gone
But I wish to the lord that youd come home
So Ill throw another log onto the fire
And Ill admit Im 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
Im glad that youre gone
Got the feeling so strong
And Im glad that youre gone
But I wish to the lord that youd come home
And Im glad, damn glad youre gone
Got the feeling so strong
And Im glad that youre gone
But I wish to the lord that youd come home