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Cry For The Bad Man

Well, he walks so tall to be so small

Never met a man who's stranger

He lives his life for a dollar sign

And to deal with him is dangerousHe knocked me down but I'm on my feets

Now I'm so much wiser

But I'd rather quit and go back home

Than to deal with the money miserLet's cry for this bad man

I sing a song for the bad manWell, you treat me right, baby, I'll treat you right

That's the way it's supposed to be

But I put my faith down in my friend

And he almost put an end to meWell, I work seven days a week

Eight when I am able

When you take my money from me

Take food from my Mama's tableLet's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for the bad man

Oh baby, you know who you areLet's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for the bad man

Way down in GeorgiaWell, you treat me right, baby, I'll treat you right

That's the way it's supposed to be

Well, I put my faith down in my friend

And he almost put an end to meWell, when you take my money, baby

When you hurt my family

I go walkin' through the swamps

Without no shoes, step on a snake that's deadlyOh, let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for the bad man

Oh, let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for the bad manOh, baby, straight to you

Oh no, he's so bad, bad, bad

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