Things Have Gone to Pieces Songtext
von George Jones

Oh, the faucet started
Drippin′ in the kitchen
And last night your picture
Fell down from the wall
Today the boss said "Sorry,
I can't use you anymore."
And tonight the light bulb
Went Out in the hall


Chorus:
Things have gone to pieces since you left me
Nothing turns out half-right now it seems
There ain′t nothing in my pocket,
But three nickels and a dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream

Somebody threw a baseball
Through my window
And the arm fell off
My fav'rite chair, again
The man called me today and said,
"He′d haul my things away
If I didn′t get my payments made by ten."

Chorus:
Things have gone to pieces since you left me
Nothing turns out half-right now it seems
There ain't nothing in my pocket,
But three nickels and a dime
But I′m holding to the pieces of my dream...