Who's Gonna Take the Garbage Out - John Prine, Iris DeMent

I take too much abuse from you

That’s all I ever get

Yeah calling a man like you a husband

Is just like calling a wild cat a pet

You’d better stop your running around

Straighten up and stop moving on

Well who’s gonna take your garbage out

When I’ve packed my bags and gone

Each day you walk off over me

Can’t you take another route

If you’d start acting like married man

Maybe we could find the way to work things out

You’ll find your key won’t fit the lock

If you keep on a keeping on

Well who’s gonna take your garbage out

When I’ve packed my bags and gone

I know you think I’m running round

And that’s why you’re so peeved

That’s another line of the same ole stuff

That I hope you don’t expect me to believe

Go out tonight but don’t come back

Cause you’ve just lost a home

But who’s gonna take your garbage out

When I’ve packed my bags and gone

Yeah who’s gonna take your garbage out

When I’ve packed my bags and gone

You’re gonna miss me honey gal

You kidding me…