i got it bad (and that ain't good)

the poets say that all

who love are blind

but i'm in love and i

know what time it is

the good book says go seek

and ye shall find

well

i have sought and my

what a climb it is

my life is just like the weather

it changes with the hours

when he's near i'm fair and warmer

when he's gone i'm cloudy with showers

and motion like the ocean

it's either sink or swim

when a woman loves a man

like i love him

never treats me sweet and gentle

the way he 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

i end up like i started out

just cryin' my lil' heart out

he don't love me

like i love i'm

no

nobody could

i got it bad and that ain't good

so bad

so bad

i got it bad

so bad

though folks with good intentions

tell me to save my tears

i'm glad

i'm mad about you

lord above me

make him love me

the way he should

like a lonely weeping

willow lost in the wood

the things i tell my pillow

no woman should

i got it bad

and that ain't good