Count Me Out Composer(s): Jack Pruett Performer(s): Marty Robbins
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
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