I Got It Bad (and That Ain't Good)
Lyrics by: Paul Francis Webster
Arranged By: Nelson Riddle
From the Album: A Swingin' Affair (1957)
From the Show: Jump For Joy 1941
Label: Capitol Records
Recorded: November 28, 1956
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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