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 I 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
