Things I Used to Do Songtext
von Little Milton

The things that I used to do
Oh Lord, I won′t do no more
I said the things that I used to do
Oh Lord, I won't do no more
Like the times I used to sit and hold your hand, baby
Like a fool I′d cry and beg you not to go


Sometimes I would search all night for you, baby
Lord, my search would always end in vain
Yes, I would search all night, all night, all night for you, baby
Oh Lord, my search would always end in vain
And I should have known all the time, baby
That you were somewhere with your other man

Oh, come on
Tell 'em 'bout it, Bessie, tell ′em

I think I better send you back to your mama, baby
Oh Lord, and I′m going back to my family too
Oh, I better, I better send you back
Send you back to your mother, baby
Lord, I'm going back, going back to my family too
′Cause no matter what I do to try to please you, baby
Oh Lord, oh Lord, I just can't get along with you

Oh, yes, oh
It′s alright, baby