There’s a bad man that | |
I once knew | |
His heart was black and his blood was blue | |
Bad man, he’s commin’ for you | |
He’d sell his wife for a dollar or two | |
To be a rich man with many maids | |
He’s got eyes like hand grenades | |
He had a good woman | |
In the palm of his hand | |
Until she left him for another man | |
Now he’s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta’ do what you can | |
When you’re a bad man (Everyone gotta’ be a bad man every once in a while, the lord knows he’s a bad man ) | |
He’s a bad man and that’s the truth | |
The devil’s law don’t need no proof | |
He’s a jealous man . | |
All alone | |
A motel room is not a home | |
Helpless man, he fell ill | |
He was prescribed a fatal pill | |
Now he’s a dead man | |
His heart’s still black | |
His only love stabbed him in the back | |
Now he’s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta’ do what you can | |
When you’re a bad man | |
Now he’s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta’ do what you can | |
Cos you're a bad bad man | |
You're a bad bad man | |
You're a bad bad man | |
You got to do what you can | |
When you're a bad man |
There' s a bad man that | |
I once knew | |
His heart was black and his blood was blue | |
Bad man, he' s commin' for you | |
He' d sell his wife for a dollar or two | |
To be a rich man with many maids | |
He' s got eyes like hand grenades | |
He had a good woman | |
In the palm of his hand | |
Until she left him for another man | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man Everyone gotta' be a bad man every once in a while, the lord knows he' s a bad man | |
He' s a bad man and that' s the truth | |
The devil' s law don' t need no proof | |
He' s a jealous man . | |
All alone | |
A motel room is not a home | |
Helpless man, he fell ill | |
He was prescribed a fatal pill | |
Now he' s a dead man | |
His heart' s still black | |
His only love stabbed him in the back | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
Cos you' re a bad bad man | |
You' re a bad bad man | |
You' re a bad bad man | |
You got to do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man |
There' s a bad man that | |
I once knew | |
His heart was black and his blood was blue | |
Bad man, he' s commin' for you | |
He' d sell his wife for a dollar or two | |
To be a rich man with many maids | |
He' s got eyes like hand grenades | |
He had a good woman | |
In the palm of his hand | |
Until she left him for another man | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man Everyone gotta' be a bad man every once in a while, the lord knows he' s a bad man | |
He' s a bad man and that' s the truth | |
The devil' s law don' t need no proof | |
He' s a jealous man . | |
All alone | |
A motel room is not a home | |
Helpless man, he fell ill | |
He was prescribed a fatal pill | |
Now he' s a dead man | |
His heart' s still black | |
His only love stabbed him in the back | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man | |
Now he' s a bad, bad man | |
A bad, bad man | |
You gotta' do what you can | |
Cos you' re a bad bad man | |
You' re a bad bad man | |
You' re a bad bad man | |
You got to do what you can | |
When you' re a bad man |