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