Take your drink to the end of the bar buddy

Come on now don't be a fool

I'd rather have the hot seat in Sing-Sing prison

Than to sit down by her on that stool

What's that you say

Well I guess you're right

Ain't nothing to me

See that man she belongs to him buddy

Drink up and leave while you can

I can tell by the way he looks at you buddy

He sure a quick tempered jealous man

What's that you say

Well I guess you're right

It ain't nothing to me

Ain't nothing to me

There you are stretched out on the floor buddy

You see what you made him do

They're comin' to take him to the jail buddy

And tomorrow someone will bury you

Ah well that's life

Ah at least it was

It ain't nothing to me

Ain't nothing to me

Ain't nothing to me yeah

Ain't nothing to me