It's Nothing to Me Lyrics

Take your drink to the end of the bar, buddy

Let her stay there now don't be a fool

I'd as soon have a 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

It's nothing to me

See that man? she belongs to him, buddy

Better drink up and go while you can

I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy

That he's sure a quick-tempered, jealous man

What's that you say? well i guess you're right

It ain't nothin' to me

There you are stretched out the floor, buddy

Now you see what you made him do

Here they come take him off to jail, buddy

And tomorrow someone will bury you

I guess that's life, or at least it was

It's nothing to me