THERE AINíT SO MUCH THAT I CAN DO ABOUT IT

 

Refrain:

There ainít so much that I can do about it.

There ainít so much that I can do at all.

There ainít so much that I can do about it.

I just gotta take my chips the way they fall.

 

Now my woman she has gone and left me

And I havenít got a notion where she went,

But I know she stripped me bare of every penny

And the money I had saved to pay the rent.

 

Refrain:

But there ainít so much I can do about it, etc

 

I find it hard to sleep at night without her;

My arms are empty and my feet are cold.

I get so tired of listening to the silence,

It would be sweetest music to hear her scold.

 

Refrain:

But there ainít so much I can do about it, etc

 

I went and called upon a kindly neighbour

And when I told her all my tale of woe

I thought sheíd offer me a word of comfort,

But she only smiled and said ďI told you soĒ.

 

Refrain:

But there ainít so much I can do about it, etc

 

If I should ever reach the gates of heaven

Shall I hear the Welcome bells begin to chime,

Or will the voice of old St Peter thunder,

ďYou came too late, my boy, itís closing time.Ē

 

Refrain:

But there ainít so much I can do about it, etc

 

 

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