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

More lyrics from Frank Sinatra

  • 03:45
  • 02I Got Plenty O'nuttin'
    03:10
  • 04What I'll Do?
    03:05
  • 10A Foggy Day (In London Town)
    02:39
  • 12Baby, Won't You Please Come Home?
    03:00
  • 14I Guess I'll Have to Dream the Rest
    03:31
  • 16Too Marvellous for Words
    02:31
  • 03:21
  • 19I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good
    03:22
  • 20When You're Smiling (The Whole World Smiles with You)
    02:29
  • -What I'll Do
    03:08
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