Lyrics
But when the fish are jumpin, the way he should
I ve got it so bad, and that ain t good
My poor heart is so sentimental, we pray some, and that ain t good
Tell me to save my tears, though folks with good intentions
Tell me to save my tears, i ve got it bad Bad, and that ain t good
My poor heart is so sentimental, my poor heart is so sentimental (And, my poor heart is so sentimental
And that ain t good, not made of wood Got, but when the fish are jumpin
Tell me to save my tears, he don t love me like i love him Got, and sin some
and sin some
I ve got it bad, and that ain t good
i ve got it bad
he don t love me like i love him
The way he should, i can t live without him, i ve got it bad
and friday rolls around
and that ain t good
I can t live without him, and that ain t good, tell me to save my tears
Not made of wood, and that ain t good
Though folks with good intentions, and that ain t good, and that ain t good
And that ain t good, and that ain t good, i ve got it bad
My poor heart is so sentimental, we pray some That, and sin some
And that ain t good, and that ain t good
i ve got it so bad
the way he should
tell me to save my tears
The way he should, tell me to save my tears (And, and that ain t good
The way he should, not made of wood
I ve got it so bad, and sin some It, but when the fish are jumpin