She Don't

Here is a song I wrote today while waiting for a road test customer.
Sing to any country music tune that has a twang to it.

She Don't

She don't hang around my house anymore
She don't blob on the sofa
for hours galore

She don't stop by for dinner
and eat like a whale
Oh, how I miss that gal!

She don't hang around my house anymore
No 10 hour Jane Austin
No Flosee LaFleur

No looking for car keys
when she's off to a sale
Oh, how I miss that gal!

She don't hang around my house anymore
History is just history
and Alvins still Gore

The cell phones not hidden
It's now her dear pal
Oh, how I miss that gal!

She don't hang around my house anymore
with gut aches and back aches
stretched out on the floor

How I long to see new boots
clothes sharp as a nail
Oh, how I miss that gal!