Its Nothing To Me

F#m A A F#m Take your drink to the end of the bar, buddy A F#m Let her stay there, now don’t be a fool A D I as soon have a hot seat in sing sing prison A E A Than to sit down by her on that stool F#m E What’s that you say, I guess you’re right D F#m E A It’s nothing to me A F#m See that man, she belongs to him, buddy A F#m You better drink up and go while you can A D I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy A E A That he sure a quick tempered jealous man F#m E What’s that you say, I guess you’re right D F#m E A It’s nothing to me A F#m There you are stretch out on the floor, buddy A F#m Can you see what you made him do? A D Here they come to take him up to jail buddy A E A And tomorrow someone will bury you F#m E Oh well, that’s life, well, it was D F#m E A It ain’t nothing to me