John Prine The Frying Pan Lyrics
            ©1972 by John Prine
        
            I come home from work this evening
            There was a note in the frying pan
            It said fix your own supper babe
            I run off with the Fuller brush man
        
            And I miss the way she used to yell at me
            The way she used to cuss and moan
            And if I ever go out and get married again
            I'll never leave my wife at home
        
            Sat down at the table
            Screamed, and I hollered and cried
            And I commenced a carryin' on
            Till I almost lost my mind
        
            'Cause I miss the way she used to yell at me
            The way she used to cuss and moan
            And if I ever go out and get married again
            I'll never leave my wife at home
        
            If I ever see another salesman
            Come a knockin' at my door
            I'm gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head
            And knock him down on the floor
        
            'Cause I miss the way she used to yell at me
            The way she used to cuss and moan
            And if I ever go out and get married again
            I'll never leave my wife at home
        
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