Nothing So Bad
Cousteau
Miscellaneous
Nothing So Bad
There ain't nothing so very good
As this love in its morning
When it comes with its promises
And leaves without warning
There ain't nothing I can do about
This fever in my head
Oh, things I can't say out loud,
Things that I dread
There ain't nothing so bad, now
As a good man done wrong
There's blood on my hands,
Honey now-
What have I done?
Honey what have I done"¦
One day I woke up
Forgot all my dreams
And its driving me to distraction, honey
Would you listen to me, please
Every man is a prisoner
Of his own desire
Oh, good man get done some wrong
Gets caught in it's fire
There ain't nothing so bad, now
As a good man done wrong
There's blood on my hands,
Honey now,
what have we done?
Honey what have we done
(It was a slip of the tongue
now the plague has begun)