I Got It Bad — текст песни (Nina Simone)

(1941) paul francis webster, duke ellington



My baby ever treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;

I got it bad and that aint good!



My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood

I got it bad and that aint good!

But when the weekends over and monday rolls aroun

I end up like I start out just cryin my heart out

He dont love me like I love him nobody could

I got it bad and that aint good!



Like alonely weeping willow lost in the wood

I got it bad and that aint good!

And the things I tell my pillow no woman should

I got it bad and that aint good!

Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears

Im glad Im mad about him I cant live without him

Lord above me make him love me the way he should

I got it bad and that aint good!







Original lyric



The poets say that all who love are blind

But Im in love and I know what time it is!

The good book says "go seek and ye shall find"

Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is!

My life is just like the weather

It changes with the hours

When hes near Im fair and warmer

When hes gone Im cloudy with showers;

In emotion, like the ocean its either sink or swim

When a woman loves a man like I love him.

Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;

I got it bad and that aint good!



My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood

I got it bad and that aint good!

But when the weekends over and monday rolls aroun

I end up like I start out just cryin my heart out

He dont love me like I love him nobody could

I got it bad and that aint good!



Like alonely weeping willow lost in the wood

I got it bad and that aint good!

And the things I tell my pillow no woman should

I got it bad and that aint good!

Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears

Im glad Im mad about him I cant live without him

Lord above me make him love me the way he should

I got it bad and that aint good!