Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle The way he should I've got it bad And that ain't good My poor heart is so sentimental Not made of wood I've got it so bad And that ain't good But when the fish are jumpin'
Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle The way he should I've got it bad And that ain't good My poor heart is so sentimental Not made of wood I've got it so bad And that ain't good But when the fish are jumpin'
