I was almost 5 and four foot high when my mama packed me up Me and brother left that two room shack on the north side of Fort Worth Now, my old man he'd been drinkin hard, he tried to hang on to the car Mama just lit her up a cigarette and drug is ass through the yard Adios baby here is where the leavin turns to gone This is all she wrote and I'm all out of notes To your sad Hank Williams song Now my mama raised me that it's better to be pissed off Than to be pissed on Adios baby, here's where the leavin turns to gone Yea, well I married me this Dallas girl up where love don't come free It didn't take too long to figure out she loved Wal-Mart more than me Spent too much time worryin' about some thing I could not change Then a goodbye note to a favorite fur coat and I stepped inside the rain Chorus Chorus