Comments about Randy McClave
Coming home from work I was once nervous and worried
Would my spouse have a reason to argue or to complain,
Or would she be hungry or tired, so would she just be hateful?
Maybe again she would be mean because it had begun to snow or rain.
I was once used and neglected at the place that was my home
The only peace and quietness I had was when my wife was asleep,
Then came the day when I had arrived home, my wife she was gone
Our marriage vows and promises of love, to me she did not want