An ironic, tongue-in-cheek divorce song. They are dividing up the belongings, and he would like his heart back if she's done with it (and leave the Willie Nelson CDs too), Male Vocals, Country, Classic Country
I don’t want the Honda, you don’t need the truck We can toss out that old horseshoe, it never brought much luck You keep the matching towels, I won’t ever feel the lack But when you’re done with my heart, please give it back.
Now if you want all that Pearl Jam, lemme keep the Tom T. Hall. I’ll flip you for the hip-hop -- nah, you just take it all. I got the Red Headed Stranger to serenade me while I pack. But when you’re done with my heart I’d like it back
It’s the only fair thing to do as we break the tie that binds. Well, you never gave me your heart. I can’t let you keep mine.
You get everything in bottles that has to do with hair. The self-help books are yours, God knows, but I’d like ‘Car Repair’. Just leave the cookbooks in the counter, you know you haven’t got the knack. And when you’re done with my heart, please give it back.
They say that breaking up is hard to do, but this don’t seem so bad I just don’t think I’ll be missing something I never had
So I guess we both keep the good times and just leave behind the blues. Can you write those little notes to relatives who still ain’t heard the news? And as for all that stuff in boxes, baby you take the bigger stack. But when you’re done with my heart please give it back, Yeah, when you’re done with my heart I’d like it back. Even though you’ve left it every shade of blue and black, When you’re done with my heart please give it back.