Never treats me sweet and gentle, the way she should
I got it bad and that ain? t good
My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain? t good
But when the weekend? s over and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out, just cryin? my heart out
Doesn? t love me like I love her, no, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain? t good
Like a lonely weepin? willow who? s lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain? t good
And the things I tell my pillow, nobody should
I got it bad, I got it bad and it? s no good
Though folks with good intentions, they tell me to save up my tears
I? m glad I? m mad about her, I can? t live without her
Lord above, make her love me the way that she should
I got it bad and that ain? t good
I got it bad and that ain? t good
No good
No good
No good
No good

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