She left the home with the lathe operator She was pushing 50, he was 61 Her husband Jack He's raking leaves out the back Taking it out on his garden In the summer sun
They always said she was man crazy Really they were glad that she'd run away They always said she was man crazy All the back fence bantams Finally had something to say
She had the personality of an iron maiden He's gonna come home early After working at the mill And in the evening There would be trouble on the doorstep She's the valium vampire He's the king of the sleeping pill
Of those to see her go Perhaps I was the gladdest She taunted me and scorned me all my life I sing this E minor moan Because I'm glad she left the home Gonna let her calloused factory lover Get her into strife
