Besedila: Lynyrd Skynyrd. God & Guns. Little Thing Called You.

Woman, lose my number
You can't get to me
My pockets ain't deep enough
Your eyes are seein' green

I caught you lyin', you're a cheat
Oh Lord, shame on me
I loved you once and tried you twice
But you've become bad company

Somebody call the rescue
'Cause I think I'm on the edge
Yeah, you're just like a sledgehammer
You keep poundin' in my head

While you were on the phone lyin' to me
You were lyin' next to who?
It ain't nothin' to do about the heartache
It's just a little thing called you, yeah, you

All my friends did tell me
But I could not believe
Well, you were doin' me wrong while I was gone
How wicked can you be

Yeah, a black cat crosses many roads
Chills you to the bone
I might be hurt but I won't cry
'Cause I'm a man that's not alone

Yeah, somebody call the rescue
'Cause I think I'm on the edge
Yeah, you're just like a sledgehammer
You keep poundin' in my head

While you were on the phone lyin' to me
You were lyin' next to who?
It ain't nothin' to do about the heartache
It's just a little thing called you
Little thing called you

Yeah, somebody call the rescue
'Cause I think I'm on the edge
Yeah, you're just like a sledgehammer
Girl, you're poundin' in my head

While you were on the phone lyin' to me
You were lyin' next to who?
It ain't nothin' to do about the heartache
Yeah, it ain't nothin' to do about the heartache
It's just a little thing called you

A little thing called you
A little thing called you