Turn Ole Nothing Loose

Hank Locklin · Softly [1969]

(Charlie Craig)



Well, I don't understand

What you expect me to do

I've done everything I possibly can

And then a little extra too.



But still you turn up your nose

I guess it's just no use

I'd sit, I'd quit ole nothing's gonna get

So turn ole nothing loose.



Turn me loose, let me go

You don't want me anymore

Step aside let ole nothing

Out the door.



I guess you're too high class

For a little ole nothing like me

We both ought to know by now

That I can't be what you want me to be.



You drove me up to settled rules

But you do what you choose

I can't be no substitute

So turn ole nothing loose.



Turn me loose, let me go

You don't want me anymore

Step aside let ole nothing

Out the door.



You don't like the way I talk

The way I comb my hair

You don't appreaciate the things I do

You don't like the clothes I wear.



I'm supposed to act like a millionaire

But I ain't got no dough

You don't think I'm nothing

So let ole nothing go.



Turn me loose, let me go

You don't want me anymore

Step aside let ole nothing

Out the door.



Step aside let ole nothing

Out the door...