text: Well the stairs sound so lonely without you
  I aint made my bed in a week
  Coffee stains on the paper Im writing
  And Im too choked up inside to speak
  And yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
  I never spoke a word heart to heart
  And Im glad that youre gone
  But I wish to the Lord that youd come home
  And Im glad that youre gone
  Got the feeling so strong
  And Im glad that youre gone
  But I wish to the Lord that youd come home
  Well my guitar still plays your favorite song
  Though the strings have been outta tune for some time
  Every time I strum a cord, I pray out to the Lord
  That youll quit your honkey tonkin sing my song
  And Im glad that youre gone
  Got the feeling so strong
  Yes Im glad that youre gone
  But I wish to the Lord that youd come home
  So Ill throw another log onto the fire
  Now Ill admit Im a lousy liar
  As the coals die down and flicker
  I hear that guitar picker
  Play the song we used to sing so long ago
  And Im glad that youre gone
  Got the feeling so strong
  Yes Im glad that youre gone
  But I wish to the Lord that youd come home
  And Im glad, damn glad youre gone
  Got the feeling so strong
  Yes Im glad that youre gone
  But I wish to the Lord youd come home