(mark chesnutt, roger springer, slugger morrissette)
Weel, earll this morning it dawned on me
The kind of man she needed me to be
She made a list and laid it there beside me on the bed
Now what i should-a done keeps running through my head
Chorus
Oh i should-a done this and i should-a done that
I should-a been there then she'd-a never left
I should-a been hangin' on every word she ever had to say
But it's a little too late she's a little too gone
She's a little too right i'm a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change
But it's a little too late
Last night i came home at a quarter til three
And to my suprise she wasn't mad at me
I thought she fin'lly realized not to worry i'd be home
And then i realized this morning she was gone
