The faucet in the bathroom started leakin' and your picture just fell from the wall
Today the boss said Joe I can't use you anymore
And last night the light went out in the hall
Things have gone to pieces since you left me nothing turns out half right now it seems
All that's in my pocket is three nickels and a dime
But I'm holding to a hand full of dreams
[ steel ]
Tommy threw a baseball through my window
And these dresses are too short for little Sue
It's hard to raise two kids without a mother's love
But with God's help I'm gonna see them through
The pistol's lyin' right there on the table pick it up pick it up a wild boy screams
There'll be someone here to do for Tom and little Sue
And the peace for that hand full of dreams
Things have gone to pieces...
Jimmy Dickens - Things Have Gone To Pieces Lyrics
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The faucet in the bathroom started leakin' and your picture just fell from the wall
Today the boss said Joe I can't use you anymore
And last night the light went out in the hall
Things have gone to pieces since you left me nothing turns out half right now it seems
All that's in my pocket is three nickels and a dime
But I'm holding to a hand full of dreams
[ steel ]
Tommy threw a baseball through my window
And these dresses are too short for little Sue
It's hard to raise two kids without a mother's love
But with God's help I'm gonna see them through
The pistol's lyin' right there on the table pick it up pick it up a wild boy screams
There'll be someone here to do for Tom and little Sue
And the peace for that hand full of dreams
Things have gone to pieces...
Today the boss said Joe I can't use you anymore
And last night the light went out in the hall
Things have gone to pieces since you left me nothing turns out half right now it seems
All that's in my pocket is three nickels and a dime
But I'm holding to a hand full of dreams
[ steel ]
Tommy threw a baseball through my window
And these dresses are too short for little Sue
It's hard to raise two kids without a mother's love
But with God's help I'm gonna see them through
The pistol's lyin' right there on the table pick it up pick it up a wild boy screams
There'll be someone here to do for Tom and little Sue
And the peace for that hand full of dreams
Things have gone to pieces...