I Got It Bad And That Ain't Good - Frank Sinatra

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