Good-For-Nothin' Joe

It's gonna rain any minute There's not a star in sight Things are mighty slow I guess, I'll close up shop And go home to Joe I know he won't be glad to see me Without a penny to the good But I'm not carin' much what happens I did the best I could He's just good-for-nothin' Joe But, oh, I love him so Guess, I'd die if good-for-nothin' Joe Ever tried to leave me flat Oh yes, I'm certain of that Folks I know can't understand Why I must have that man Lord, he sends me like nobody can Ain't a woman just like that? I wouldn't mind doin' what I'm doin' I'd beat these streets till my feet were sore But when it's slow and I go home to him Instead of sympathy, he's just as mean as can be Still there's nothin' I can do Because I love him so I'd be good for nothin' too, I know Without good-for-nothin' Joe I'd be good for nothin' too, I know Without good-for-nothin' Joe I'm goin' home to Joe --- Good-For-Nothin' Joe - Lena Horne