Things You Do to Me Songtext
von Hank Williams III

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.)
Now I'm lookin' straight at you,
An′ see you with another man.
So I take the shot of whiskey,
So I don′t have no regrets.


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.