Till death too us part is what she told that preacher man Now she says this ain?t worth dyin? for She?s had all she can stand She?s boxed up momma?s china it?s loaded on the truck She?s just got started packin and I?m thinkin? this could suck Now there goes my Lay-Z Boy and my flat top guitar   Here comes her big sister what?s she doin? in my car As they drive off to the city I just waved From the top of my lungs I hope she heard me say. You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya You can?t be gone fast enough What seemed to take a lifetime just left in a cloud of dust This?ll make my girlfriend happy she?s the one That never thought you would You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya Let us pray you?re gone for good.                  She forgot her new laptop so I know she?ll be back I?ll have a hot tub full of hotties icein? down a 24-pack She?ll cuss me like a sailor but I don?t care I?ll have a few choice words when I come up for air. Chorus: You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya Let us pray you?re gone for good.