Cold Cold Cold

(альбом: In The Right Place - 1973)

Ya told me ya loved me
Ya know you told me a lie
I thought I was your something special
I thought I was your only guy

You said that I was way more
Better than the finest of gold
I guess that I was on the biggest thrill
Of the biggest lie that you ever told

It's too cold, cold, cold
The way you wreck my soul
And it's too cold, cold, cold
The way you wreck my soul

The taste of yo lips
You do me up, alright
To let me love you, baby
Like you used to do each and every night

When you first arrived
Down on my country set
All the fellows in the neighborhood
They started digging you, they ain't stopped
Yet

It's too cold, cold, cold
The way you wreck my soul
And it's too cold, cold, cold
The way you wreck my soul

Baby and I just can't dig it
You been ripping and running with Tom, Dick
And Slim
And it hurts me to my heart
(Knowing that they ain't giving you no money
Child
For what you giving them)

And it's too cold, cold, cold
The way you wreck my soul