Moanin' Low - Barbra Streisand

I feel too bad
I?m feeling mighty sick and sore
So bad I feel
I said I?m feeling sick and sore
And so afraid
My man don?t love me no more
Moanin? low
My sweet man I love him so
Though he?s mean as can be
He?s the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
I wanna die
If sweet man should pass me by
If I doubt where he?d be
He?s the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Don?t know any reason why he treats me so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes my trouble double
With these worries when surely
I ain?t deservin' it none
Moanin? low
My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes oh Lordy
He?s the kind of man
Who needs the kind of a woman like me
Don?t know any reason why he treats me so coolly
What have I gone and done
He makes my trouble double
With these worries when surely
I ain?t deserving enough
Moanin? low
My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes oh Lordy
He?s the kind of man
Who needs the kind of a woman like me.

Written by H. Dietz & R. Rainger

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