It’s a quarter to one, she pretty sure he’s not coming home
It’s OK it just might be the best gift she got today
Another circle on the calendar, but what the hell does she keep doing that for?
He’s never made any effort, never really tried to believe
She makes sure the kids are tucked in, take the bills out to the mailbox and walks back in
Hoping there’s enough left over to take ‘em for watermelon on the 4th of July
She makes sure to lock the door, but what the hell does she keep doing that for
The only one she really wants to keep out has had a key since ‘94
What she really needs, is a bottle of whiskey
And a Remington, to correct all the shit he’s done
She should’ve listened to what her momma said, “that boy’s a loser, you’ll probably end up dead,
Or at best he’ll be in jail and your kids’ll playing in my front yard.
Where’re you going be when you’re living with me, and that boy’s in County for eternity.
Then your kids are saying ‘I love you Daddy, Happy Father’s Day’ through taxpayer glass.
Is that what you want, a life of hard times? A broke down shack and counting up dimes?
Mark my words you’ll wish you listened, wish you could go back and start again.”
She used to think about getting away, now her only concern is making it through today
Tomorrow she’ll wake up and do it all again, it’s the kids that keep her moving on
What she really needs, is a bottle of whiskey
And a Remington, to correct all the shit he’s done
It’s a quarter to one, She’s pretty sure he’s not coming home
It’s OK it just might be the best gift she got today
Margo Price's latest album tackles loss, failure, and freedom over lush pop, psychedelic country, and rock arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 13, 2023