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
An 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've got it bad And that ain't good
My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood I've got it so bad And that ain't good
But when the weekend's over And Monday rolls around I end up like I start out Just crying my poor heart out
She don't love me like I love her Nobody could I've 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 I can't live without her
Lord, above me Make her love me The way she should I've got it bad And that ain't good
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