Evidence Left Behind

I came home early. On a Tuesday night. The house was

dark. I turned on the light. The kitchen was empty.

The bed was cold. But that's not the end. Of the story

I'm told. Right by the doorway. Layin' on the floor.

I said right by the doorway. Right there on the floor. Was a pair

of brown leather shoes. I never seen before. They ain't my

style. And they sure ain't my size. Now the thrill ain't just gone,

baby. It's been packed and moved away. I'm just a fool