My baby never treats me sweet and gentle the way he 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 aroun' I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out He don't love me like I love him nobody could I got it bad and that ain't good! Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood I got it bad and that ain't good! And the things I tell my pillow no woman should I got it bad and that ain't good! Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him Lord above me make him love me the way he should I got it bad and that ain't good! [Original lyrics] The poets say that all who love are blind But I'm in love and I know what time it is! The Good Book says "Go seek and ye shall find" Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is! My life is just like the weather It changes with the hours When he's near I'm fair and warmer When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers; in emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim When a woman loves a man like I love him. Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he 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 aroun' I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out He don't love me like I love him nobody could I got it bad and that ain't good! Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood I got it bad and that ain't good! And the things I tell my pillow no woman should I got it bad and that ain't good! Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him Lord above me make him love me the way he should I got it bad and that ain't good!
My baby never treats me sweet and gentle the way he 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 aroun' I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out He don't love me like I love him nobody could I got it bad and that ain't good! Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood I got it bad and that ain't good! And the things I tell my pillow no woman should I got it bad and that ain't good! Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him Lord above me make him love me the way he should I got it bad and that ain't good! [Original lyrics] The poets say that all who love are blind But I'm in love and I know what time it is! The Good Book says "Go seek and ye shall find" Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is! My life is just like the weather It changes with the hours When he's near I'm fair and warmer When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers; in emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim When a woman loves a man like I love him. Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he 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 aroun' I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out He don't love me like I love him nobody could I got it bad and that ain't good! Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood I got it bad and that ain't good! And the things I tell my pillow no woman should I got it bad and that ain't good! Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him Lord above me make him love me the way he should I got it bad and that ain't good!
