Now you put it in a poke, tie it with a rope, drag it off like a log*
Stick it in a sack, throw it on your back, or you feed it to your old hound dog
Cause I don't want it, well there ain't no doubt
Your love is one thing I don't care, a dog gone thing about
Well I can't forget, the day we met, how you thriled me through and through
But I seen the light, and what a sight, oh what did I see in you
No I don't want it, well there ain't no doubt
Your love is one thing I don't care, a dog gone thing about
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Well your love's grown cold, go dig a hole, throw it in and cover it up
Or pit in hock, in some pawn shop, cause gal I've had enough
No I don't want it, well there ain't no doubt
Your love is one thing I don't care, a dog gone thing about
If I step on your toes and, that's the way it goes, you'll have to beg my pardon
But you've got a face that ain't got no place, except in someone's gardon
And I don't want it, , well there ain't no doubt
Your love is one thing I don't care, a dog gone thing about