Leave Home

note on my door said son we got to chat

got things to chat over love mom and dad

don't mean to hurt you it's just better this way

we're awful sorry you're welcome to stay but

we're leaving home

miss mom's home cooking and dad's stupid jokes

where are they now i guess nobody knows

sunny hawaii or montego bay

when i read that note i can still hear them say

i got a postcard and you say that you're alright

birthday's ther come and go still you're no where in sight

no mother to tuck me in my bed tonight

no father ther to help me with the christmas lights