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 I 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