I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good)

Never treats me sweet and gentle

The way he should

I got it bad

And that ain't goodMy poor heart is sentimental

Not made of wood

I got it bad

And that aint goodAnd when the fish are jumping

And Friday rolls around

My man and me, we pray some

We gin some and sin someHe don't love me like I love him

Nobody could

I got it bad

And that ain't good