COUNT ME OUT
(Jack Pruett)

Marty Robbins - 1966
Bill Phillips - 1966


Takin' me for granted was your first mistake
And that was the beginnin' of a last heartache
And then you added insult to my injury
When you started treatin' me just as you please

Count me out of future plans you might be makin'
No more foolish chances am I takin'
You played love's game too rough
As for me, I've had enough
'Cause the goin's got too rough, so count me out

Things I thought important never bothered you
You kept on till you killed all my love for you
Doin' as you pleased became a part of you 
You can't blame me now for walkin' out on you

Count me out of future plans you might be makin'
No more foolish chances am I takin'
You played love's game too rough
As for me, I've had enough
'Cause the goin's got too rough, so count me out



(Contributed by  - April 2009)