Susie

Oh Susie why do you have to go, oh Susie we can

work it out I know

You sit there smoking those damned old cigarettes

Actin just like you don't even care

Just how ong have you felt this way

I can't believe we're gonna throw it all away

So here I am face down in my own prison cell

The one you created and it's my own living hell

And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day

I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away

And when will God quit sending down the rain

Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way

Well I woke up this morning and called

my brother on the phone

Hey little buddy, tell me what's been going on

He told me that Tracy had found another man

And she was moving east somewhere

around Birmingham

I said hey little brother I know just how you feel

I'm fighting making sense of it still

And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day

I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away

And when will God quit sending down the rain

Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way

And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day

I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away

And when will God quit sending down the rain

Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way