I’ve Got it Bad (And That Ain’t Good)

By E. Ellington & P. Webster

Never treats me sweet and gentle
The way that he should
I’ve got it bad and that ain’t good

My poor heart is sentimental
Not made of wood
I’ve 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 poor heart out

‘Cause he don’t love me like I love him
No nobody could
I’ve got it bad and that ain’t good

Now folks with good intentions
Tell me to save my tears
I’m glad I’m mad about him
I just can’t live without him

Oh Lord above me make him love me
The way that he should
‘Cause I’ve got it bad and that ain’t good

I’ve got it bad and that ain’t good