Bye!

You Ran Back To Momma
by GC

Now that you're gone
I get to
drink all the beer

Now that you're gone
I get to
laze in mt sweats

Now that you're gone
I get to
fart when I please

Now that you're gone
I get to
leave the seat up

Buck Owens said it best
"thank God and Greyhound
you're gone."