Roy Clark - Thank god and greyhound youre gone

^AI've made a small fortune and you squandered it ^Dall. ^DYou shamed me till ^AI feel about one inch ^Etall. But I ^Athought I loved you and I hoped you would ^Dchange. So, I gritted my ^Ateeth and ^Edidn't com^Aplain.^E

Now, ^Ayou come to me with a ^Esimple ^Agood^Dbye. You tell me you're ^Aleaving but you won't tell me ^Ewhy. Now, we're ^Ahere at the station and you're getting ^Don.. and all I can ^Athink of is, ^Ethank God and Greyhound you're ^Agone.

^DThank God and Greyhound you're gone..I didn't know how ^Bmmuch ^Dlonger I ^Bcould go ^Eon..^Awatching you take the respect out of me..^Dwatching you make a total wreck out of ^Eme. That ^Abig diesel motor is a-^Dplaying my ^Asong..thank God and ^EGreyhound ^Dmyou're ^Agone.

^DThank God and ^BmGrey^Dhound you're gone. ^DmThat ^Dload on my mind got lighter, when ^Bmyou got ^Eon. That ^Ashiny ^Eold ^Abus is a beautiful sight..with the ^Bmblack smoke a-^Drolling up around the tail-^Elights. ^EIt may sound kind-a cruel, but I've been ^Dsilent too ^Along. Thank God and ^EGreyhound you're ^Agone.

Thank God and ^EGreyhound you're ^Agone.