Better Off Dead
Bill Withers
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A 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. E Now I must die by my own hand 'cause I'm not man enough to live alone. D7 Hey, hey, she's better off without me E and I'm better off dead now that she's gone. A Ah, she gave the most, took the least, she even had the priest come to our home. And I cried and prayed and promised that I'd leave the stuff alone. E Now I must leave what I can't face, I hope she finds the kids a happy home. D7 Hey, hey she's better off without me E and I'm better off dead now that she's gone. A 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. E Now I must die by my own hand 'cause I'm not man enough to live alone. D7 Hey, hey she's better off without me E and Im better off dead
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