Who's Gonna Take The Garbage Out - Loretta Lynn, Ernest Tubb

I take too much abuse to me that’s all I ever get

Yeah callin' a man like you a husband is just like callin' old wild cat a pet

You’d better stop your runnin' around say nothin' stop movin' on

But 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 out

If you start actin' 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 keepin' on

But who’s gonna take your garbage out when I’ve packed my bags and gone

I know you think I’m runnin' round and that’s why you’re so peaked

That’s another lie of that same old stuff but I hope you don’t expect me to

belive

Though after night you don’t come back cause you just love the home

But who’s gonna take your garbage out when I’ve packed my bags and gone

I know you think I’m runnin' round…

Honey who’s gonna take your garbage out when I’ve packed my bags and gone

You’re gonna miss me honey gal

Ah you’re kiddin'