I heard the front door Closin' softly As I wakened from my sleep
With a last touch Of her lips, Lord Like a whisper On my cheek
And I cursed the sun for risin' For the worst Lord Is yet to come
Cause this mornin' She's just leavin' But come sundown She'll be gone
See the lipstick On the pillow That I placed 'Neath her head
And the soft sheets Still feel warm Lord Where she lay Upon my bed
And it hurts to know it's over For the hurt Lord
Has just begun Cause this mornin' She's just leavin
But come sundown. She'll be gone