Give me a pencil and paper, just want to figure your time Give me a pencil and paper, just want to figure your time I'll put it down in black and white you'll know I ain't lying On the twelfth day of April, in the year of Nineteen and Forty one On the twelfth day of April, in the year of Nineteen and Forty one I walked into a tavern, you and your man was having fun Right then you know I quit you, but you begged me to take you back Right then you know I quit you, you begged me to take you back I was a man of my word, this is the way you act Play 'em a long time 'Nother shot of that Old Taylor, I'd be all right Sorry to say that I'm through, but, baby I mean I'm through Sorry to say that I'm through, baby, I mean I'm through There's so many dead and forgotten you know I'll soon forget you