It's Nothing to Me Songtext
von Charley Crockett

Take your drink
To the end of the bar, buddy
Let her stay there
Now don′t be a fool
I'd as soon have a hot seat in Sing-Sing prison
Than to sit down by her on that stool

What′s that you say
I guess you're right
It's nothing to me


See that man
She belongs to him, buddy
Better drink up and go while you can
I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy
That he′s sure a quick tempered jealous man

What′s that you say
I guess you're right
It′s nothing to me

There you are
Stretched out on the floor, buddy
Now you see what you made me do
Here they come to take me off to jail, buddy
And tomorrow someone will bury you

What's that you said
I guess you were right
It′s nothing to me