Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
Intro (Last line of Verse)
| B | F#7 | |
| I | tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every | dream |
| B | |
| Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil | scheme |
| B7 | E | |
| A mem'ry from your lonesome past keeps us | so far a | part |
| F#7 | B | |
| Why | can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your Cold, Cold | Heart. |
| B | F#7 | |
| An | other love before my time made your heart sad and | blue |
| B | |
| And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't | do |
| B7 | E | |
| In anger, unkind words are said that m | ake the teardrops s | tart |
| F#7 | B | |
| Why c | an't I free your doubtful mind, and melt your Cold, Cold | Heart. |
| B | F#7 | |
| You'll | never know how much it hurts to see you sit and | cry |
| B | |
| You know you need and want my love yet you're afraid to | try |
| B7 | E | |
| Why do you run and hide from life, to t | ry it just ain't s | mart |
| F#7 | B | |
| Why c | an't I free your doubtful mind and melt your Cold, Cold | Heart. |
| B | F#7 | |
| There w | as a time when I believed that you belonged to | me |
| B | |
| But now I know your heart is shackled to a mem | ory |
| B7 | E | |
| The more I learn to care for you, the m | ore we drift a | part |
| F#7 | B | |
| Why c | an't I free your doubtful mind and melt your Cold, Cold H | eart. |
| F#7 | B | |
| Why c | an't I free your doubtful mind (SLOW DOWN) and melt your Cold, Cold H | eart. |