Ain't Too Sad

She never said that she was going

And now I can't believe it's true

She could have left a note or something

Before she passed on through

Now there's a hole where she used to be

But I guess it's for the best

Now that my woman's out of here

I can concentrate on the rest

We had good times and we had bad

And sometimes, sometimes she made me mad

And it sounds just like a clich