Из альбома: Country 1960-1966
Taking me for granted was your first mistake
And that was the beginning of my last heartache
And then you added insult to my injury
When you started treating me just as you please
Count me out of future plans you might be making
No more foolish chances am I taking
You played love's game too rough
As for me, I've had enough
'Cause the going's got too rough so count me out
Things I thought important never bothered you
And you kept on 'till you killed all my love for you
Doing as you pleased became a part of you
And you can't blame me now for walking out on you
Count me out of future plans you might be making
No more foolish chances am I taking
You played love's game too rough
As for me, I've had enough
'Cause the going's got too rough so count me out