Текст Hank Williams III – Things You Do To Me

Well you never took my heart,
When I tried hard to give it to you.
And I know you can’t be true,
‘Cause you wanna be roamin’ free. (Free.)

Well, I’ve fallen drunk again:
I guess she must have got to me.
I don’t need little little woman,
Getting upper hand on me.
Now I’m lost an’ now I’m broke,
An’ now I ain’t got nothin’ to lose.
But I still here an’ think about,
The things we used to do.

Instrumental Break

Walkin’ through the crowwded streets,
I don’t see no-one carin’ for me.
That’s all right, I don’t need anyone,
Except myself, you see.
‘Cause now I’m stronger an’ I’m smarter,
An’ I’m not like I used to be.
But I still sit here an’ think about,
The things you did to me.

Yeah, I still sit here an’ think about,
The things you did to me.