I Got It Bad - Joni James

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

And when the fish are jumping

And Friday rolls around

My man and me, we pray some

We gin 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

Oh, I got it bad

And that ain’t good