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 Lyricist: Faith Hill
 Lyrics: 
 Linda works the diner pourin' coffee slingin' hashShe said, I wouldn't have come in today but I really need the cash
 I know I can't fool anyone 'cause dark glasses tell no lies
 But make-up won't cover up a blackened eye
 Oh, oh, oh no
 You see, Jimmy works construction now but yesterday it rained
 So he went down to the liquor store and by noon he felt no pain
 I came in an hour late then I let his supper burn
 Well, he hit the roof hit the wall and then it was my turn
 He said 'A man's home is his castle'
 It always has been and so it remains
 But he holds the keys in a fist of rage
 His home is his castle and mine is a cage
 
 Someone must have heard the noise and they dialed 911
 And the cop that showed up at the door asked 'Is there a problem son?'
 Jimmy smiled and said 'No sir, just a little fight that's all'
 Hey, you know how it gets sometimes when you're layin' down the law'
 Oh, oh, oh no
 So I pulled out my suitcase,I started packin' up my clothes
 And Jimmy said 'Now Linda, where do you expect to go with those'
 I told him 'I have tried, but not an ounce of love survives'
 Well,he grabbed my wrist and shouted 'You're not leavin' here alive'
 She said 'I'm savin' up my money and when I get the nerve I'll run'
 
 'But Jim don't give up easily so I intend to buy a gun'
 He will never see the way he treats me is a crime
 Somebody oughta lock him up but I'm the one who's done the time
 He said 'A man's home is his castle'
 It always has been and so it remains
 But he holds the keys in a fist of rage
 His home is his castle and mine is a cage
 
 
		
		
	
 
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