INTRO
You say you are leaving, sweet man, good-bye
I won't shed a tear, I won't even sigh
You ain't the last man that the good Lord made
I'm sick and tired of your line of jive
And there's other good men, and they are still alive
You ain't the last man that the good Lord made
There was a time, honey, you could set me wild
But now your loving seems so tame and mild
You ain't the last man that the good Lord made
You had your chance, you couldn't make the grade
Your hateful ways made my love fade
'Cause you ain't the last man that the good Lord made