Song Description

uptempo, modern country song about a woman who realizes she doesn't need the blessing of a judge to proclaim herself divorced.

Lyrics

D-I-Y DIVORCE
©2006 Carey Moore


She said ?That?s the last time
?You come home with perfume on your shirt.?
He just rolled his eyes. Said ?whatever,? turned and smirked.
That weekend on TV she saw people building decks.
They said ?plant a garden.? ?Build a wall.? Do it yourself.
That?s when it hit her out of the blue.
If they can do it on their own, she can, too.


CHORUS:
She got a D-I-Y DIVORCE
No judge. No lawyer. No court.
She changed every lock to the house.
Cleaned out his bank account.
Set everything he owned out on the porch.
It was a D-I-Y DIVORCE.
D-I-Y-D-I-V-O-R-C-E . . . . D-I-Y-D-I-V-O-R-C-E


To make it more official she made up her own decree.
A sign out in the yard with
?I?m sick of that old dog cheating on me.?
Then in red lipstick at the bottom of the sign.
She wrote her number and ?Available tonight.?
Her friends high-fived her for handling it that way.
Didn?t cost a cent. And boy, she made him pay... for that


REPEAT CHORUS


There is no fury like a woman scorned.
That?s what every husband understands.
Unless that fury is a woman scorned.
Who takes things in her own hands.