[Verse 1] I used to fuss ‘bout the weather Traffic Taxes Price of hay Then I married that sweet woman She took that job away [Chorus] I leave the complaining to my wife She can do it better than I She’ll tell you what’s wrong In one long sigh I just pour me a shot Smile And nod And let that storm roll by Yeah I leave the complaining to my wife [Verse 2] She’ll spot a speck in the curtains Hear a drip through three closed doors If there’s something out of order She’s already made it four [Chorus] I leave the complaining to my wife She can do it better than I She’ll list every flaw In record time I just puff on a bowl Hum along And let her testify Yeah I leave the complaining to my wife [Bridge] Men brag on their wives cornbread Some on their looks Or other things Me I’m proud of how she’s better At telling this world it ain’t right (ain’t right) [Chorus] I leave the complaining to my wife She can do it better than I She’ll straighten the town With one sharp eye I just kiss her cheek Tip my hat Thank the Lord for my life And I leave the complaining to my wife
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