Your Darlin' Mac.

Your Darlin’ Mac (1970) R.Smith/ T. Smith

One evening in my thinking
I came to realize
There’s more than this to living
So as soon as you closed your eyes
I packed my battered suitcase
Climbed into the car
And now I’m 600 miles away
Standing kneeling at this bar.

Your darlin’ Mac Aint comin' back
Cause he’s found somebody else.

I left you the television
The place you glued your eyes
And the bed alone in the corner
That you often said you despised.
Now you may think I’m selfish
I could have given you a whole lot more
But now the symbol of our love
Is just a note upon the door.

Her crooked smile spoke volumes
When she met me at the door
Yes I’m staying at our daughters
Just sleeping on the floor

The thing that drives me crazy
The thought that makes me scared
Is that she probably hasn’t even noticed
That I’m no longer there.