| Song | What It Ain't - Closed Captioned, Album Version |
| Artist | Josh Turner |
| Album | Long Black Train |
| Lyrics：Tim Mensy/Monty Criswll Music：Tim Mensy/Monty Criswll | |
| I have been around | |
| This old block before | |
| I've walked into abruptly closign doors | |
| Schooled in hard knocks, I've learned alot | |
| 'Bout how a heart can brake | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain't | |
| It aint layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasnt called | |
| And now it's 2 am | |
| It ain't driving by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms of you ex-best friend | |
| It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain't | |
| You say you could | |
| Show me how to love | |
| Baby there's one thing | |
| You can be sure of | |
| I wouldn't treat you wrong cause I've been on | |
| The hurting side of pain | |
| I might not know what love is but I know what it aint | |
| It ain't showing up for dinner with a rose and chardonnay | |
| Then drinkin by yourself | |
| It ain't a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends | |
| But I met someone else | |
| It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain't | |
| It ain't a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes, two 14 karet anklets on my mastercard | |
| It ain't walkin in a pawn shop, recognizing her engagement ring she swore she lost | |
| It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain't | |
| If you had all day I could tell you things | |
| That would make a grown man faint | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain't | |
| Yeah I know what it ain't |
| Lyrics: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll Music: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll | |
| I have been around | |
| This old block before | |
| I' ve walked into abruptly closign doors | |
| Schooled in hard knocks, I' ve learned alot | |
| ' Bout how a heart can brake | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain' t | |
| It aint layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasnt called | |
| And now it' s 2 am | |
| It ain' t driving by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms of you exbest friend | |
| It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain' t | |
| You say you could | |
| Show me how to love | |
| Baby there' s one thing | |
| You can be sure of | |
| I wouldn' t treat you wrong cause I' ve been on | |
| The hurting side of pain | |
| I might not know what love is but I know what it aint | |
| It ain' t showing up for dinner with a rose and chardonnay | |
| Then drinkin by yourself | |
| It ain' t a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends | |
| But I met someone else | |
| It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain' t | |
| It ain' t a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes, two 14 karet anklets on my mastercard | |
| It ain' t walkin in a pawn shop, recognizing her engagement ring she swore she lost | |
| It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain' t | |
| If you had all day I could tell you things | |
| That would make a grown man faint | |
| I might not know what love is | |
| But I know what it ain' t | |
| Yeah I know what it ain' t |