I feel too bad
Im feeling mighty sick and sore
So bad I feel
I said Im feeling sick and sore
And so afraid
My man dont love me no more
Moanin low
My sweet man I love him so
Though hes mean as can be
Hes the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
I wanna die
If sweet man should pass me by
If I doubt where hed be
Hes the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Dont know any reason why he treats me so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes my trouble double
With these worries when surely
I aint deservin it none
Moanin low
My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes oh lordy
Hes the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Dont know any reason why he treats me so coolly
What have I gone and done
He makes my trouble double
With these worries when surely
I aint deserving enough
Moanin low
My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes oh lordy
Hes the kind of man
Who needs the kind of a woman like me.