Bill Withers — Better Off Dead

[Verse 1] She couldn't stand me anymore So she just took the kids and went You see, I've got a drinkin' problem All the money that we had I spent [Chorus] Now I must die by my own hand 'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone Hey, hey, she's better off without me And I'm better off dead now that she's gone [Verse 2] Ahh, She gave the most, took the least And she even had the priest come to our home And I cried and prayed and promised That I'd leave the stuff alone [Chorus] Now I must leave what I can't face I hope she finds the kids a happy home Hey, hey, she's better off without me And I'm better off dead now that she's gone [Verse 3] She used to call her friend and cry Then the man cut off the telephone She'd sit and cry while I went out And pawned the things we owned [Chorus] Now I must die by my own hand 'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone Hey, hey, she's better off without me And I'm better off dead...


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