Text: Steve Earle. Townes. Don t Take It Too Bad.

Don't you take it too bad if you're feelin' unlovin'
If you're feelin unfeelin', if you're feelin' alone
Don't you take it too bad 'cause it ain't you to blame, babe
It's only a game made and of all of this living that we got left to do

And if you go searchin' for rhyme or for reason
Then you won't have the time that it takes just for talkin'
'Bout the places you've been babe, places you've seen babe
How soft the time flies past your window at night

And we just can't have that girl 'cause it's a sad, lonesome, cold world
And a man needs a woman just to stand by his side
Whisper sweet words in his ears about daydreams, roses and playthings
and the sweetness of springtime and the sound of the rain