I Got It Bad

I Got It Bad - Frankie laine

Written by：Paul Francis Webster/Duke Ellington

The poets say that all

Who love are blind

But I'm 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 she's near

I'm fair and warmer

When she's gone

I'm cloudy with showers

In emotion like the ocean

It's either sink or swim

When a man loves a woman

But she doesn't love him

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 poor heart out

She don't love me

Like I love her

Nobody could

I got it bad and that ain't good

Though folks with good intentions

Tell me to save my tears

I'm glad I'm mad about her

'Cause I can't live without her

Lord above me

Make her love me

The way she should

I got it bad

So very bad

And that ain't good