Bad Case of the Blues Songtext
von Linda Martell

Livin′ and a-workin' in the city, I thought I was a big girl
Oh, I felt so smart, and my own life I could choose
So then smartie found herself a city guy who one night said he loves her
And the next night he leaves her sittin′ with a bad case of the blues

Yoodle-la-di-eee-eee, ah-ah
If I really was a smart girl, I could turn him to me, ooh
Yoodle-la-di-eee-eee, ah-ah
Instead a-sittin' and a-cryin' with a bad case o′ the blues


I took myself out to the country to see my mother
She said, "What no-good man has got my lovin′ little child's heart stole?"
I said, "Mama, he tells me that he loves me, and then he′s out with another
And he's got me right down to the last square on the checkerboard"

Yoodle-la-di-eee-eee, ah-ah
Little country girl done got hooked on a barbed wire love
Yoodle-la-di-eee-eee, ah-ah
And she can′t get loose from this bad case of the blues

And she can't get loose from this bad case of the blues