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 good
My poor heart is sentimental
Not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good

But when the fish are jumpin'
And friday rolls around
My man and me we gin some
And pray some
And sin some
He don't love me like I love him
Nobody could
I got it bad, and that ain't good

Like a lonely weeping willow
Lost in the wood
Lord I got it bad, and that ain't good