I tried so hard, my dear, to show

that you're my every dream

Yet you're afraid each thing I do

Is just some evil scheme



A memory from your lonesome past

keeps us so far apart

Why can't I free your doubtful mind

and melt your cold, cold heart?



Another love, before my time,

made your heart sad an' blue,

and so my heart is paying now

for things I didn't do



In anger, unkind words are said

that make the teardrops start

Why can't I free your doubtful mind

And melt your cold, cold heart?







There was a time when I believed

that you belonged to me

but now I know your heart is shackled

to a memory



The more I learn to care for you

the more we drift apart

Why can't I free your doubtful mind

and melt your cold, cold heart?



Words and Music by Hank Williams, 1951