I Got It Bad (and That Ain't Good)

Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle The way he should I've got it bad And that ain't good My poor heart is so sentimental Not made of wood I've got it so bad And that ain't good But when the fish are jumpin' And Friday rolls around My man an' I, we gin some We pray some, and sin some He don't love me like I love him The way he should I've got it bad And that ain't good Yes I've got it bad And that ain't good --- I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) - Oscar Peterson