Better off Dead

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.

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.

Ah, she gave the most, took the least, she even had the priest come to our home.