(aaron tippin/terry brown) I hollered "hey honey, i'm home" like i do every day at four But the tv ain't on and the car is gone, she must be at the store Then i spied this piece of paper it looked like a list of things to do But when i got down to number six i realized we were through The plumber couldn' make it today, i've decided that i'm going away The dog's at the vet the hearing is set Do you see what i'm trying to say Don't forget to take out the trash, i'm sorry but i'm not coming back Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote Ain't that a hell of a note I just stood there and scratched my head, my chin dropped to the floor Not even a tear after all these years, i expected a little bit more I was countin' on grabbin' a good, cold beer Stretchin' out on the couch But she went by the numbers and i got counted out The plumber couldn' make it today, i've decided that i'm going away The dog's at the vet the hearing is set Do you see what i'm trying to say Don't forget to take out the trash, i'm sorry but i'm not coming back Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote Ain't that a hell of a note Lordy, ain't that a hell of a note