My wife was terse, said "Up on your feet
The grass is high; go mow it now, go mow it down"
Her mood was not very friendly
It's really surly now

"You're lazy; you are a disgrace"
Yells at me most every day
Well, dammit, I can't stand it
Wish that she would just go away

She's getting worse; said, "get off your seat"
I can't reply; don't make a sound, I wear a frown
Her constant drone is unending
Treats me just like a hound

"Oh, Darling" I said wearily
"To what end do you call my name?
I don't have any notion
why I'm always the one to blame
what the hell is with you, lady?
(Uh-ah-ah, uh-ah-ah, yeah-hah)

And then she cursed, "Don't talk back to me.
Don't you get wise, you stupid clown; I'll come unwound"
Then from her purse; a revolver
I knew then the deal was down
She just lost control
I took a bullet-hole
Prayed for my mortal soul; my life's over
(it's over, it's over, it's over)
I'm in the hearse, ooh, guess I'm dead meat
I see the lid, it's closing down
lid's closing down, it's closing down
lid's closing down, it's coming down...
(repeat to fade)