I knew the weather was supposed to turn gray but I didn't know it'd never go away until I answered when my telephone rang bad days coming my way 'cause I heard my baby saying she's gonna be leaving me bad days must be on my tracks 'cause I heard my baby saying she won't be coming back bad days followed by those awful nights
I could've told you she was tired of my ways I had no more surprises up my sleeve but when she went away it sure surprised me, oh bad days must be on my back 'cause I sense my baby's never she's never coming back bad days must be here to stay 'cause it seems so long since she, since she went away bad days and always those awful nights
So this morning when I slept so late I couldn't move beneath the heavy weight I heard somebody at my backyard gate, oh there she was coming through the haze saying, Hold me, baby, and I hope I'm not too late bad days are never coming again because I heard my baby say she's, she's never leaving me happy days and no more of those awful nights
