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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