Used to Her Songtext
von Willie Nelson

I′m glad that I ain't used to her no more
I′m glad that I ain't used to her no more
She always burned my bacon
And she could never shut a door
And I'm glad that I ain′t used to her no more

I wish I wasn′t used to her back then
I wish I wasn't used to her back then
Could′ve picked a good girl who did not crave other men
And I wish I wasn't used to her back then

When I start gettin′ used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please


When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
When I get used to her, I′m sick of me
I want to run and hide
Like a kitten up a tree
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me

When I start gettin' used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please

Once we said for better or for worse
′Till one of us was riding in a hearse
It′s the same old song, we just wrote another verse
And gettin' used to her is gettin′ worse

So I'm glad that I ain′t used to her no more
I'm glad that I ain′t used to her no more
This song is finally over and it sure has been a chore
And I'm glad that I ain't used to her no more
And I′m glad that I ain′t used to her no more