Things Have Gone to Pieces

(Leon Payne)

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...