Tammy Wynette - Brown Paper Bag lyrics

She cleans off the table throws the dishes in the sink And gently hangs her apron on the floor In minutes she's back down at the magazine rack In the back corner of the corner grocery store She reads of movie queens in those photo magazines Then fondles four or five she's gonna buy Now she's takin' her life home in a brown paper bag To read about who's livin' her life He fires up his pickup he just got off the graveyard And he trudges down the road home to another Cause life's so dang dead in the house where he's been dyin' He wonders why the heck he even bothers So he stops off at a water hole and picks up a pint The most perfect peace of mind two bucks can buy Now he's takin' his life home in a brown paper bag Instead of just takin' his lie He's sittin' there in his undershirt just guzzlin' down his gin She'd lied on her satin sheets lovin' her leading men And neither one of them can look the other in the eyes And now the two brown paper bags are just two garbage cans that used to hold their lives And now all the riches that they shared have turned to rags Cause now every day they take their lives home in two brown paper bags