aka Steven Spratt  
 
 

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Leaving Home music and lyrics by Steven Spratt

Just one more drink as he sits at the bar
Lights a cigarette before supping his jar
Laughs with his cronies, in the smoke filled room
Plays pool and darts to his hearts content
Has no time for paying the rent
He’s having fun and that’s all that counts

Love is good, love is old, love can become so very cold, she no longer wants to wear his wedding ring.  She’s leaving and not going back, from now on it’s a one-line track, her life once more will be her very own.

It’s three pm the bags are packed, the sweat of fear drips down her back; the kids have no idea of what’s to come.

Love is good, love is old, love can become so very cold, she no longer wants to wear his wedding ring.  She’s leaving and not going back, from now on it’s a one-line track, her life once more will be her very own.

He sits alone, head in hand, still he does not understand, the reason that he’s wife has gone away.

Love is good, love is old, love can become so very cold, she no longer wants to wear his wedding ring.  She’s leaving and not going back, from now on it’s a one-line track, her life once more will be her very own.

She’s leaving and not going back

Leaving and not going back

Not going back.

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